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Blessing Day

It is such a big event, blessing a baby. It is kind of the baby's coming out celebration. There are friends and family there to help celebrate the big day, and of course lots of food to eat afterward. All of this can cause quite a bit of stress and anxiety, but in the end it was a perfect day.
For those of you unfamiliar with the LDS practice of baby blessings it is when a baby is given a name and a blessing by a worthy Melchizedek Priesthood holder (in this case the father). Other Melchizedek Priesthood holders (friends and family members) stand in the circle with the father too. It is a beautiful way for our Heavenly Father to bless the lives of his smallest children. And this last Sunday it was Bubby's turn.
I love dressing my babies in their white blessing clothes. There is just something tender about it. (And I loved his little white outfit)
His outfit came with a little white hat, it was great to wear for the walk to the church, but we took it off for the actual blessing. I was so worried that he would be screaming through the whole thing, but he did very, very well. Actually he was an angel the entire day.
Here are most of the men who stood in his blessing circle.
Here's the happy little guy. So happy after his big day.
It really was a fantastic day. I feel so blest to have this beautiful baby in our home. He brings so much love and joy to our family.

Comments

Christine said…
He is one gorgeous little boy. It looks like a beautiful day and I'm so glad he cooperated for you. And how wonderful to have so many worthy priesthood holders participate!!

I heard of these wonderful booties you made for him as well and I have to agree, they're adorable :)
March 31, 2010 at 6:49 PM
Cindy Sage said…
Did you dress him or was that your mom's hands? Reminds me of Grandma Fuller's hands...boy do I miss them...
April 1, 2010 at 7:33 PM
Terésa said…
Such a sweety! I have to admit he is a very handsome little man!
April 2, 2010 at 3:19 PM
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