It's official...I have become the world's worst blogger! Where's my trophy???
Yesterday was Max's blessing day. I didn't feel stressed or rushed (probably because we weren't hosting anything at home afterward since our families are way too big to congregate in my house...) and it probably helped that our ward now starts at 11 rather than 9. It was wonderful to have so many family members there to support us and we have so many wonderful friends in the ward. Keith did a great job and Max didn't scream, so even better :)I'm very thankful for a husband who can bless my children and to know that I have a priesthood holder in my home who can give us blessings whenever they are needed. I hope my boys know that they sure got a great dad. I guess when I am feeling like I haven't done anything right I should remember that I did at least one good thing in life by marrying Keith :) He takes such good care of us. Here are a couple pictures. The last one clearly shows that Max was tuckered out after his big day...I set him down while I was right there laying out a blanket to wrap him up in and looked up from the floor and he was out!