Clean Up on Aisle Three...Er, I Mean at the Altar

Jacob was baptised recently -- and it was awesome. Almost thirty of my family attended the beautiful service and he was an angel!

I may be inherently evil, though, because I can't seem to stop laughing at the fact that my seventeen year old sister puked in front of the whole church in the middle of the baptism. Nothing beats a sudden onset of the stomach flu. And, yes, I know that makes me five -- but what are sisters for?