Woah, we have been across the country and back to celebrate Thanksgiving and baby Ford's baptism in the same church where the MM and I got hitched a few years back. Same man of the cloth (my uncle) and everything! It was a lovely day for my family, although Ford apparently didn't think so:
I love this photo. Cracks me up every time I see it! That's Ford with his great-grandmother Cranston and his second cousin, Jack. Probably the only time these boys will wear dresses (christening gowns are still du rigueur in the South)!
More photos to come. I'm going to take Ford's lead and call it an early night.