Baseball and Baptisms

Well, it was really just one Baptism, but the title sounds better with the "s" at the end, no?

Anyhoo, it was a big weekend for Clare. First up, Clare attended her first tailgate! If you have never tailgated at Miller Park, you are missing out on one of the finer things in life.

Clare enjoying her drink of choice. Mommy and Daddy's drink of choice? PBR tallboys. Oh yeah.

Yes, that is Ben in a Brewers' T-shirt AND hat. Don't worry, Minnesotans - he is still a Twins fan at heart. And he has not converted into a Packer fan, despite living in Wisconsin for the past five years and the fact that the Packers won the Super Bowl this year. Yes, I will get over that at some point.

Clare - ready for aerobics class or baseball.

The weather wasn't great, but we still managed to have a nice lunch of beer, burgers, and brats. And since Miller Park has a roof, it didn't matter when it stormed during the game. It was a family affair - Clare's grandparents and aunts and uncles on my side of the family were all there. We had a good time.

Seriously. This girl can sleep anywhere.

We also had Clare Baptized this weekend. The ceremony took place at my parents' church in Janesville. It went well, except Clare was the only baby who cried during the ceremony. What a brat! (Joking.)

Clare with her Godparents, Uncle Rob and Aunt Katie.

The ceremony was very nice, and we went out to brunch following. Clare wore the same Baptismal gown that my grandfather, mother, and I wore. I think that is pretty neat. Of course, she spit up all over it. Sigh. You would think all of this action would mean she slept well last night. She did not. But she sure looked cute on Sunday.

Clare in her Baptismal gown from 1925.