I still can't believe I am old enough to have a child be baptized....not that it's old...it's just that it really came fast. I felt like I had eight short years to prepare her, and now it's here. She was more than ready. Hailey has always had the desire to be good. She is such a great example to me and her brothers.
This being my first baptism of my kids, I wasn't sure what to do or expect. It went very smoothly and it was such a special day. Hailey chose "I Wonder When He Comes Again" as her opening song. I was already crying on the first verse, not a good sign. :) My dad was one of the speakers, and he gave a wonderful talk on the gift of the Holy Ghost. He has a way with speaking, and I think Hailey soaked it all in.
Rhett and Hailey sang "When I am Baptized" as the special musical number. They did such a great job. They had been practicing for a couple weeks. It was really sweet.
Hailey had a good support group come out. It was so neat.
She was so mature about everything...
A quick family shot...trying to wrestle the boys down for this picture was a chore.
Hailey had so many cousins come and support her. We are so thankful for families. This was such a special day for Hailey. I hope she will always remember this day. I feel so blessed.
It's not Easter without the dying of eggs. Fortunately, we walked away with no spills!
Rhett and Hailey were able to go to the saturday afternoon session of General Conference. Hailey was so excited to go for her first time. She took her new scriptures, her conference packet she made at acheivement days, and was off. She said it was so neat to see the prophet in person.
The Easter Bunny left a note and some clues on where the kids baskets were hidden. He also left a video on Christ's crucifiction and recurrection... The video may have been a little too graphic...Tate is still talking about how it was not nice to crucify Jesus......
They found them! They each got their very own reverent bag filled with quiet activities to keep them occupied during the very long hour of sacrament meeting.
An Easter tradition we have is to go and feed the ducks. I think the ducks were in heaven with all the bread. (Yes, that is snow on the ground...so much for a nice, "spring" Easter...)
