Monday, September 25, 2006

Ah, the baby blessing.

For us crazy Mormons, ths baby blessing is a grand event. It's a time for relatives to travel near and far. A time to buy a really cheesy white outfit that the baby will only wear once (thankfully). It's a time for borrowing folding chairs. A time for mothers to worry the night before and send their husbands out into the cold night air to buy "a blueberry bunt cake, just in case there isn't enough food." It's a time for left over food, including blueberry bunt cake. It's a time for ex-husbands to offer motorcycle riding advice to new husbands, all the while making everyone in listening distance very uncomfortable. In other words, it's a time for Keith. It's a time for cousins to ruin their nice Sunday clothes by playing in the wet sandbox. It's a time for carefully balancing fruit salad-loaded paper plates on your lap. It's a time for great grandmother to sleep on the couch and, in doing so, somehow make the entire house smell like Vicks vapo-rub.

Ah yes, it's a wonderful time.

I survived.

5 Comments:

Blogger Bek said...

Congrats!!

We had ours this weekend too...but we didn't really have any family around. They didn't travel from far and near...your family must love you more then ours loves us!!

Just kidding...they come when the kids are sealed to us....

We need a longer, detailed Keith story.......

11:33 AM

 
Blogger c jane said...

You need to submit that paragraph into the Ensign or something. We all share it. All of us at one time or another.

Congrats!

8:34 PM

 
Blogger AzĂșcar said...

I was going to say something snarky about how I'm glad that "you" survived...but then cjane had to go and pull out the Ensign--all those snarky feelings melted away into sympathy and understanding.

3:00 PM

 
Blogger :: STEVE :: said...

Saved by the Ensign!

5:45 PM

 
Blogger ~j. said...

Hey, my kitchen used to be that color.

Congratulations.

(on surviving the familial influx...not the kitchen thing)

5:27 PM

 

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