For a Baptist university . . .

. . . you've come a long way, Baylor . . .
(Fortunately my Baptist parents didn't prohibit ME from dancing. My high school senior prom, though, was spent sitting at the table the whole evening. (My boyfriend was one of those Baptists who thought it was a sin.))

I digress . . .

Saturday evening Sam and I braved the rain and went to Waco for the Baylor/Kent State game. Baylor won! The highlight, though, for us was watching nephew Josh play his trombone.
He's the fourth one from the bottom right in the C...

Here's Steve with his son, Mac . . .

Here's Mac with his grandmother, Leslie. . .
I enjoyed watching them more than the game.
Well, of course.