Max's Blessing Day

My littlest boy was given a name and a blessing at church today. He was so handsome and was so good and quiet through it all! The Spirit was so strong in church today, it was truly a blessed day. We were so grateful to have our dear friends Shane and Maggie join us for his blessing, thank you both so much for being our family out here. 

 I absolutely love the little tux on him, it's so perfect. 

Well, except for the collar. His little neck was so fat I couldn't button the top button-- and forget the bowtie!

My little man.

Chillin' with Dad, just waiting to get out of the monkey suit. 

What now?

Does he look more bemused or resigned? I can't decide.  

I am notorious for terrible planning for big events and awful execution. Birthdays, graduations (ahem, sorry again hon...), holidays, anything special, you name it, I blow it. It either goes one of two ways with me generally. I either space out completely and get a whole bunch of great ideas a day or two before with no time to implement any of them or else get great ideas a while in advance, but don't get cracking on 'em right away and then space out until it's too late. 

Well. Max's blessing was no exception. He was scheduled to be blessed a month ago. I had shopped around online and found a pretty darling little blessing outfit-- but didn't order it. I held off because I was worried it would be too big and I thought I could find one on island. And then I forgot and got busy for a while. And then it was two days before the blessing day and I was frantically hitting every store I could think of in the limited time I had to find a blessing outfit I liked that didn't cost an arm and a leg. Finally, in desperation I called a friend to see if she had one to lend. Fortunately she did. They dug it out of the box for me and I brought it home. 

And I was so depressed that I did it again. The whole corner painting thing. It just broke my heart thinking that this is likely the last baby of mine I will see blessed and he'll be wearing a frantically-last-minute-borrowed blessing outfit and not something that his thoughtful and loving mother picked out specially for him.  So I sat there so distressed when it hit me-- he doesn't have to be blessed tomorrow. We could feasibly wait until next month. We didn't have any family arranging schedules or travel plans to account for. 

So we did. We canceled and decided to wait a month so I could have my head together, think of the people that we'd like to be there and invite them and order the blessing outfit I loved, that suited Max and was just for him. And I'm so glad we did. He was a bit short and fat for it, but he looked adorable in it and I felt together and while it wasn't a big to-do afterwards or anything, it was wonderful not feeling frantic and rushed for this important beginning to my baby's life.