We had our little Curren baptized yesterday. It was the perfect way to celebrate Father's Day. He wore the same baptism outfit his daddy wore 37 years ago and looked like a little angel. As the minister walked him up and down the aisle and the congregation sang "Jesus Loves Me" I swear there wasn't a dry eye in the place. Silly me, I was all choked up before we even left the house.
In unrelated news, Texas pooped out a penny this morning. Apparently it runs in the family; my mom said I ate one when I was a kid, too. I just hope there's nothing else in his belly that we don't know about.
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