Hazy

Our littlest one just received a name and a blessing.

Hazel Ruby Atwood was blessed on July 1st by her father.

This is the worst representation of the reality of our Sunday mornings. We are neither poised nor calm. It is loud, chaotic and we are in our pajamas most of the morning.

Grandma Boo Boo made the trip for her special day and in the background you can see Tatum mimicking my "look at the birdie" action instead of actually looking at me. Hazel's not having any of it.
Luckily the day was very simple and sweet. Hazel was quiet through the entire blessing and Rob did a very nice job with his prayer. My only regret...not getting her blessing on tape. I reminded Rob not seconds before he got up to bless her to turn his iphone audio recorder on and he gave me the "I will, don't worry about it" look but then started the blessing without turning it on. As soon as he sat down, he looked at me and immediately knew he was in trouble. He was full of apologies and to say I wasn't bummed would be a lie but after 12 years of marriage, I have learned to let a lot of things go. Especially when it just isn't that important. Sure, I wanted to record the blessing but in the grand scheme of things, I think I will save my anger for when he forgets our plane tickets to Hawaii on the counter back at home.