Henry Gets Baptized

It was a beautiful day for a baptism. Henry Owen Fry was baptized at 9 AM at St. Joseph’s Catholic Church, with several friends and family members in attendance. He wore all white, and even donned Grandma Mims’ baptism garment and Grandpa Fry’s baptism ring later in the day. Henry fell asleep right before it was his turn to get sprinkled, so it was pretty funny to see his big blue eyes get wide when he woke up to see Father Chris hovering to splash holy water on his head.  I was so proud to hold him up to the applauding congregation, who had to stop clapping before I lowered him so the next baby could have their chance in the spotlight.
After the baptism, we had a little get-together at Fry Lodge to celebrate Henry’s entry into the Roman Catholic Church. So, now that his orignal sin is washed away, we’ll see how long it takes him to start racking up some more.

Cutting Down the Fry Lodge Christmas Tree

Jim, Mary Kay, Paul, Katie, Kristine and I headed up to Mountain Creek Tree Farm at the base of Mt. Si this morning to cut down this year’s Fry Lodge tree. It took us about 5 minutes before we found the perfect tannenbaum. Hopefully it’s far enough out of reach for Henry.

Thanksgiving Afternoon

It’s a full-fledged Eiting reunion. We have several cooks in the kitchen, but not too many. Jim and Tim are tied 2 games each in washers. Lots of Bob Dylan on the stereo. A few pre-feast naps. The turkey is roasting, having narrowly missed an oven disaster, which I won’t go into here. Lots of love flowing at Fry Lodge right now.