Chloe's Blessing

Last Saturday we blessed our sweet little Chloe. Yes. We did it on a Saturday.  That seems to be quite common 'round here-at least in our last ward.  I knew a lot of people who had done that but had never been to a Saturday blessing myself. I loved it.

The whole thing was very intimate.  When I teared up during both the opening song and prayer (which I had to say-thank you Bro. Haight), it was nice to know that people knew why.  Partly the Marchant tear-duct syndrome (thanks Grma! ;) and partly I hadn't prepared myself for how few people from Jeff's family would be able to attend between missionary service and illnesses not to mention distance in many cases.  So Neal and Karamie-it really meant a lot that you could be there. {hugs}  everyone else, I missed you lots. 

Back to the blessing. The spirit was strong.  Support from family and friends was nearly overwhelming.  And of course, my baby was beautiful.  Jeff did a great job as always.  I am so happy to have a husband who honors his priesthood and is worthy to bless our little princess. Afterwards we had a nice luncheon with plenty of yummy food. 

And a big thanks to my mom, my personal photographer when my camera refuses to operate.