Mitchell's baptism

So today was the big day.  Mitchell is officially baptized.  My friend Steve and I are officially godparents.  The day was fantastic.  Mitchelle was one of three people baptized (there was an infant, and an 81 year-old woman who became a Christian a couple months ago- she was adorable).

I'm still a bit in awe that Skip and Angie asked me, and I couldn't ask for a cuter, more perfect godson.  I showed up at church this morning, and Angie asked Mitchell who I was.  "That's Pia, my Cinderella," he promptly replied.  Apparently, he has been calling me his Cinderella all week because he remembered that she has a fairy godmother.  I pretty much melted.  He does call me his godmother too, but I think I prefer Cinderella.  He calls Steve The Godfather, so I'm hoping when he gets older that Mitchell gives him a horse's head just to complete the allusion.  :)  Steve and I have already promised that we'll come bail Mitchell out when he needs it, and that he can call us to pick him up when he can't call his parents.

Here's a couple pictures from the day (thanks Brooks for taking pictures on my camera for me).

Steve and I help to present Mitchell. 

Mitchell's family: Pierce, Skip, Samantha, and Angie, and Steve and myself (convincing Mitchell that he needed to wait to see his cousin Brooks until after the baptism) 

Mitchell loved the water.  He asked Father Bill if he could do it again when he was done.

Mitchell and Steve take a walk

A little godparent time with Mitchell