Hoot and Holler

In the car on the way to church this evening:

"Can we hoot and holler?"

"I'm not sure that is appropriate."

"What is appropriate? Just hooting?"

There was just a little hooting, and a few tears. (And I was modestly clothed.) Yeah, I would do that again.

Two of my children missed my baptism, one of my children took pictures, and one didn't want to be there at all, but was. I'm not mentioning any names, but I asked him to dress nicely, but he wore his dirty pants, and played his game boy until the service started, and sulked in the pew, and left to use the bathroom in the middle of the service. It's alright, because I will return the favor. On his wedding day.