(B screaming it up in Uncle Stanley's blessing outfit. Typical.)
B's blessing day was one of the best days of all time. Toph gave him a simple and sweet blessing (I remember he said he would have no trouble making friends, that's right!) and I bawled my eyes out the whole time. For a while now I've sat through tons of other baby blessings (hello! life in Provo) so finally seeing my own little boy being blessed by my own worthy husband was incredible. I'll never forget that feeling. It was also really fun to have everybody come to town to see our little nugget on his big day. There were over 20 people in our teeny tiny apartment! Shoot. PS: I can't believe B's already 8 weeks old!!Motherhood makes time fly.