Bracken was blessed on September 3rd. Blessing days are always a tender day for me. I like to think of how special these little ones are to Heavenly Father. It is such a sweet way to start this mortal experience and such a day of hope, potential, and love. Mike gave Bracken a beautiful blessing. One of my favorite parts was that he was blessed with an optimistic disposition and a spirit of gratitude throughout his life. He is such a happy little fellow.
Here are some fun pictures of the morning before. Somehow we didn't get one of the whole family. Of coarse we missed family and wish they could have been here.
These times make it hard to be a thousand plus miles away. However, it was a nice day with brothers who love each other.
It was a sweet time to be together and a special time to feel close to heaven and enjoy the sweet spirit of our little guy.
A note about Sundays.. I love Sundays I really do. However, Sundays aren't always a day of rest at our house, usually they are more of a wrestling match that lasts from morning till night. Getting ready to go to church is monumental. And for literally a split second we are looking our best. In most cases, we try to be and are usually tucked in and looking sharp before we leave the house for church. Somehow, by the time we get out of the van and into the chapel, (we only live about 2 minutes away from our church building) some child is missing some article of clothing, shirts are untucked, shoelaces untied, ties loose and hanging down or twisted and backwards, hair is poking straight up in unusual places, and something is smeared on the face. Today, right before we left the house to meet Mike at church, I noticed Jake had gotten into the m&ms and had orange and blue goo smeared all over his shirt, and somehow his tie had traveled and was now clipped nicely to his front shirt pocket rather than his collar. After we arrived at church, that's when I noticed that my two older boys were sporting their white socks and both had a severe case of Deaconitis (white socks, paired with black dress shoes and black pants, not quite long enough). They also had marker all over their mouths and hands. It wasn't there earlier, but because it is Sunday, it magically appeared. Entropy happens Sunday mornings. Sundays, I'm just glad to make it to church and that's how it goes.
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