After a week gallivanting around Murder Lucifer Mounds (aka, Kill Devil Hills), we decided that a cleansing of the spirit was in order and so immediately headed off to Iowa for Owen’s baptism. Having already been thrown in the ocean, the baptismal pool failed to intimidate our little man, who so enthusiastically embraced the sacrament that his Great Uncle Bernie had to eventually take away the holy water. Following a brief Excorcism, Owen was anointed and blessed by Bernie as well as his Godfather/Uncle Steve, Godmother/Aunt Katherine and the rest of our family and friends that were able to celebrate Independence Day in this non-traditional manner.
Later, we all headed to Cold Spring Pond, site of our wedding and numerous Fawcett gatherings for a little bbq and some additional dunking in the pond. Owen got to visit with his great grandfather Pop Pop Pop, play with his first cousins Olivia, Maura & Sam Zimmerman, and meet his second cousin Ethan Fawcett for the first time, as well as numerous Grady relatives. There was a lot of splashing and eating, but not nearly enough sleeping from Mommy & Daddy’s point of view. Maybe when we’re back in Iowa for Christmas…
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