
Today was a wonderful day, Evin's baptism day. We got to the stake center actually on time, so Evin and Derek could get ready for the 9:00 time. Evin was one of three boys to get baptized, and we were last, so we waited and sang songs in the chapel. Grandma Terry and Papa Rodger were there, and Uncle Gavin and Aunt Nicole, Uncle Rob, Zack, Abi, and Sabrina. Grandma Gayle and Papa Randy came, and Aunt Heidi and Uncle Keith, Aunt Marilyn and Uncle Whosit, Don, Shiara, and Ehlana, Aunt Emily and Uncle Matt, Josh, and Melia.

Evin was just a little nervous about getting baptized. He hates getting water in his ears and eyes. So he resisted a little when daddy tried to dunk him, and ended up not getting the top of his head under. So daddy tried again, and again, didn't quite get that top of this head wet. Derek told him he wasn't getting his head under, and the third time was the charm! Our little boy, who's not so little anymore, got baptized.

We crammed into a classroom for the confirmation. We almost didn't fit! Derek confirmed Evin, and gave him a wonderful blessing, reminding him of being an example to his brothers, friends, and other people he may not even know.
After the baptism and confirmation, the Fulwider family clan had other obligations and things to do. The Becraft side headed back to our house (and others) to change out of Sunday clothes. We played for a while and talked, and then headed to Chuck-a-rama for lunch. The boys ate more ice cream than any sane boy should, of course, but that's okay. The rest of the afternoon we played with the kids, sang together (Mari and Keith and Emi and I and Mom), did puzzles, played games, and the kids created a disaster zone in the boys' bedroom. They were so good and well behaved, I think we only had problems a very few times, and 2 of them were when Isaac and Ehlana each fell off a chair!

Evin got to go to a birthday party too today, so he got home about 8 and was VERY TIRED!!! He opened Grandma Terry's present for him, and loved the idea of a journal. We looked through some of my old journals, laughing at some of the silly stuff I wrote when I was seven. He tried to write some, but was so tired he got too upset when he made a mistake. He's a perfectionist, and wants everything to be just right. Then he stubbed his toe hard and ripped his toenail and made his toe bleed. He decided to just go to sleep.
We had such a good day, it was a wonderful day to remember. Thank you to all our family that came for Evin.
















