Eight is great – take four.
Our baby girl turned eight! Eve has brought us so much joy in her short life – her tender heart and desire to do what’s right are admirable traits. She chose to be baptized unflinchingly, with all the innocence of youth, understanding that it meant she was covenanting to follow Jesus, yet not comprehending how difficult that will be at times. Eve has a strong sense of faith in Jesus Christ that brightens our home and her future.
For her birthday, she chose to invite a few friends to join her at the local ice-skating rink. A couple of weeks later, family joined us for her baptism. We kept the celebration going by ringing in the lunar new year with delicious stir-fry, homemade egg rolls, and our traditional nasty food-eating contest. The adults took the cake this year – with all of them making it to the final round. Lots of laughs over the faces generated by this year’s selections. Eric won for the best poker face. Although I think Grandpa J actually enjoyed most of the offerings. Strange folk, those Jacksons.