My daughter was christened or baptized or whatever yesterday. I think it is a silly custom- first and foremost because I don't beleive. Secondly, I think our daughter should have the ability to make up her own mind to believe what she chooses. Right now she doesn't have that ability. You really don't want to get me started on this whole religion thing.

Anyway, she did very well. the wife held her up in front of the congregation. The put the daughter's back to her chest and made a seat with her forearm. London cooed and giggled for a while. When the pastor took London and put the water on her head London cried in protest, but it was short lived. After we said all those silly things and I untruthfully confessed my faith and promised to raise the daughter teaching her the ways of "god" we all sat down and then the wife and I took the daughter out of the church since she was crying.

I took the daughter back to the building where all her changing stuff was and changed her out of her $138 christening gown and into some comfortable clothes and put her in the Baby Bjorn and carried her around the cemetery while she continued to cry for about 5 minutes. Steve, Cindy, Lauren and Kayla all came up for the baptism which I appreciated very much. Even Greg and Kori showed up!

I walked her around the cemetary outside the church until everyone got out of church and then I walked her around inside the dining hall.

She is smiling more and more now and really cooing and almost giggling. Still she sleeps with Tamara on her chest. It is going to be a big challenge to get her to sleep by herself.