The past Sunday we went to my sister's church so we could attend the baptism of Edané (got her name right now). Decked out in a small white dress that my sister apparently wore when she was young, Edané stayed with my mom in the Mother Room in the church until the baptism. And when that happened, Edané was a quiet little girl all the way. I've seen
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