The Holy Drenching: Second Addition

BEHOLD!  Our second trip to the baptismal font with the fruit of our loins was in many ways very similar, but in critical ways very different, than our first adventure with Luke.  As before, throngs and throngs of churchgoers arrived to witness the event (actually there were 5 other baptisms that day, likely a church record, plus an all-school sing and the community fair, but we like the attention).  As before, our young boy wore a 90+ year-old christening garment (actually a dress).  And as before, Scott and Courtney Raecker sponsored the baptism and were close at hand during the holy drenching.  However, unlike Luke, who slept peacefully through his soaking despite his penchant for wailing the whole night through, Wes, having slept well the night before, shrieked as loud as his little lungs would allow once the water touched his forehead.  He quieted briefly when Pastor Michael presented him to the congregation before realizing he was no where near his mother and letting loose another vigorous wail, much to the enjoyment of the assembled multitude.  The good news for the proud parents of the youngest wailer was that, once the waterworks ended, the blessed babe slept well that night, and however briefly, all was well with the world.