Nate Gets Baptized

Nate got baptized on February 2 this year. It was a fabulous day. I loved having the opportunity to see my little one make such a good choice.


We were a little worried that the family wouldn't be able to make it in for it. The entire week before was day after day of snowstorms. The pass at the Utah/Idaho border had been closed off and on all week. We sat down and talked to Nate about the possibilities of the family not making it because of the roads. We knew that the Clarks would be there, and Grandma and Grandpa Orr (since they were flying in), but James and Anne, Christy and Eric, Mandy and Lee, and the entire Lister family was a big question (although Grandpa Lister said that he was coming no matter what). Anyway, we gave Nathan the option of postponing his baptism so that the family could be there, or getting baptized anyway. It was a tough decision for him--he thought about it over night--but he decided to get baptized even if the family could not make it. What an amazing little boy!

Well, we prayed a lot that Heavenly Father would find a way for the family to come--and he did! We watched the road reports, and, sure enough, the weather cleared and they opened the pass. It was such a great blessing! We like to think that it was all for Nate's baptism--even though President Hinkley's funeral was on the same day. Either way, we were very thankful.


We had to be at the stake center bright and early on Saturday morning so that he could get ready and take pictures before everything got started (although Nate didn't want to smile, for whatever reason). There were only a few baptisms that day--and only two from our ward. The stake called for our ward to go back, and about 2/3 of the congregation got up and went to the baptismal font! It was crazy how many people were there for Nate. We had several friends from here, plus all of the family--we had so many people that there were not enough chairs for everyone, and they had to separate us out from the other family that was there!

It was a beautiful day, and we had a lot of fun! We got to have everyone over for lunch (even though we had to use the church because there were too many people for our little town house). The kids got to run around and play, and the grown ups got to do a lot of talking. I sure enjoyed having everyone there. I was, and am, so proud of both of my boys. I'm proud that they are strong young men that can play with the best of them, wrestle like crazy, and make such good decisions at the same time. But, neither one of them is too old, or cool, to give Mom a big hug!