Gaelan was so tall he had to lean right over. Father Jon could barely reach his forehead. Their heads still smell of the clove oil. I didn't wash it out in their baths. Olive Ann clapped when everyone welcomed them into the community. I had tears the whole time. I held Christina's hand (Godmother) and leaned into my strong husband. I was thinking about the day we will do this for our newest daughter N. It was Jesus' baptism day.