Paul's Blessing

 On August 7, Paul was blessed in sacrament meeting. Both sets of his grandparents came as well as his uncle Jacob, aunt Alyssa, aunt Laura, uncle Rob, aunt Abigail, uncle Michael, and cousin James.
He was blessed in the same outfit that my dad, my uncles and my brother were blessed in. Which means it's probably close to sixty years old! The bottom half of the outfit was lined with plastic for the olden-day babies who only had cloth diapers. Thanks to my mom, the yellowing white suit was shipped in from Orland California before she washed and bleached it several times. She also polished the adorable shoes and made a matching bow tie for the occasion. (Thanks mom!)

I've been told that I was a very mellow and quiet baby like Paul until the day of my blessing, during which, I screamed at the top of my lungs. My mom said that was the beginning of the screaming years of my childhood.

 
We stuffed Paul with as much food as he would hold just before church and had a pacifier ready just in case the blessing screams were hereditary.


I'm happy to say Paul was very well behaved during the entire meeting. I'm sure the fact that there were extra hands to hold him had something to do with his good mood.

During his blessing he was wide awake and silently staring off into space. The men in the circle (my dad, Blair's dad, Jacob, Rob, Charles, our home teacher and Blair) started to bounce Paul slowly up and down. He seemed to like it, so we'll be remembering that trick for our future baby blessings. ;)

It was a beautiful blessing that was perfectly suited for Paul. Well done to both of my boys!