When Landry was 10 he was Baptized. It was a special time for our family of course. The baptistry in our church is located at the back of the platform with kind of a wall to hide the stairs up to it. I stayed back behind the wall to help him, but ended up with the best view ever. I got a great pic (which is filed somewhere and I can't locate it.) My hubs Keith read Landry's testimony that he prepared, it was just a very special time.
Then, as Landry got out of the baptistry and was preparing to walk back down the stairs, he hit his head on the nail on the cross that was leaning up against the wall. Ouch! Poor little guy! Baptism took on a whole new meaning for a few hours as the pain in his head stung and hurt!