To know how much I love WL, I guess you have to know how I feel about his father... Lucas is the youngest of all of my aunts or uncles, 13 years older than me, and I have several memories of Thundercats, Sonic and even tea parties together. I remember talking to him on the phone when he was on his mission, shutting myself in Grandma's room, so proud that I had him all to myself. I remember when he came home from that mission, I hung out with all of the boys walking to get his suitcase, not wanting to miss a moment. I remember the first time I he brought Kelly over, who I originally thought was Sandy after she turned into a Pink Lady. I remember the wedding, weekly weekend trips, the aquarium, beach trips, Tinkerbell the cat, and so many more things. I've always held my uncle in the highest esteem, he truly is a wonderful man and I love him dearly.
Two years when by as quickly as it could, and as Kelly prepared her new classroom, I heard the news that they were expecting. It was one of those dramatic moments where your smile stretches to lengths it has never reached before. A baby! Our family's first baby in 6 years! And Luke's baby, at that!
The school term loomed on, Kelly ended up being placed next door to my teacher's, and I couldn't wait to hold that baby. Complications arose for Mama K, I was nervous, but would not miss out on his arrival! Mama agreed to pick me up early if she went into labor, so I patiently waited through the next few weeks at school. And wouldn't you know that 5 minutes before the bell rang, I was asked to leave at the front office! As I got in the car, I remember hearing, "it's time."
Now let's do a little recap, for a second. I'm a 14 year old girl who loves her uncle, missing school and babies, in general. I've just been told that all 3 things are merging together in order to form a more perfect union. The next thing that was said was, "They're naming him Walker Lucas, but want to call him WL after his Papa." Please, please, forgive my excessive cheesiness, but this moment it so precious to me that it just brought a fresh tear to my eye ;)
As I waited on my newly dubbed WL to arrive, I walked off to the snack machine with Christopher (my cousin) and Melanie (Kelly's sister) when we heard the baby song play, allowing us to know that he was born! The entire family rushed to the nursery, ready to see what kind of baby we'd get. I saw his big, square head and immediately thought that he was hands down the sweetest babe to be born.
He became older to my dismay, but I've always had a special place for him in my heart. He's been kind, caring, fun, handsome, lovable. I felt a strangely intense connection with him (and his brothers, later on) and wondered if that was similar to a parent-child kind of thing. We found out another baby would make an appearance, I was so troubled that I, in passing, told Grandma, "I just love WL so much! Do you think I'll be able to love another baby the way I do him?"
Well this same boy has just turned EIGHT years old. I still can't believe it- 8? This is a very important age for LDS boy and girls. It is the official age that they are able to choose whether they would like to be baptized, nothing is forced, it is entirely upon the child to decide on this step. Well, welllll. I am so proud, so immensenely proud, that WL decided that he did want to take upon the name of Christ, as an 8 year old. Be still my heart.
This is my little babydoll, WL. He was baptized, confirmed a member of our church and even went through his first trial all in one day! Kelly did an awesome job speaking and making his program. Luke performed the baptism and confirmation. Listi, halfheartedly, led the group as the chorister. Grandma welcomed him into primary and he was given his own scripture set. And I was honored to be asked to give a talk on the Holy Ghost.
Interestingly enough, Granger, sneakily, decided to see what WL would do after his baptism when they found a basket of candy. He casually asked WL to grab a piece (aka take something that wasn't his property) and he said, "I can't do that, I was just baptized! That's a sin!"
I am so thoroughly impressed with his knowledge, I just can't get enough of this kid.
Walker Lucas,
I'm so grateful to be apart of your life. You're such a great kid. I am so proud of your decision to be baptized, but like I said, it makes your Heavenly Father even more proud! I love you for being you!
Lacey
P.S. Kellan!
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