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Baby Annie's Blessing Day

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Sunday, December 27, 2015.  Anneliese Margaret Kennedy's blessing day.  Another happy day in the Kennedy annals.

Ethan and Rebecca decided to bless Annie in Rebecca's home ward in Hancock, Maryland.  John was on call, so he got someone to cover for him for five hours.  Just enough time to drive the two hours there, sit in sacrament meeting for an hour, and drive the two hours back home.  None of us were too happy about this, but the ox was in the mire, so we did what we had to do.

Annie was wearing the blessing dress that I had made her.  It was a bit big, but it's not like I could measure her when Rebecca was seven months pregnant :-)  That dress meant a lot to me, and as I saw her in one of the three white dresses she'll wear during important moments of her life, I was glad that I could contribute one.

Rebecca was only missing one brother, but the rest of her family was there.  Thankfully, we once again had the Morans.  I'm always so thankful for their support of our family.

We were all a bit nervous for Ethan, knowing that when he gets nervous, he tends to cut things short.  We were definitely hoping that he wouldn't let his nerves get the best of him, and thankfully, he didn't.  I imagine that a couple of the many prayers we offered for him might have helped.

I don't know what was going on with me, but I can't remember him taking Annie up to the front, nor him bringing her back.  Maybe my nerves were getting the best of ME!  However, I did hit the record button on my iPhone which allowed me to type up a copy of the blessing for Ethan and Rebecca, and Hannie managed to take a sneaky photo.  John says the blessing is too sacred to post here, but he did express gratitude for Hannie's photo.  He said that he wished he could have taken an overhead shot of her during the blessing.  He says she looked just perfect, sleeping in her little white blessing dress.

Again, I'm so thankful that the Morans came.  How touching is it to see John, Ethan, Mark and Jared all together?
We headed outside afterwards to take some photos.  We got some pretty good ones, thank goodness.











Words cannot express how much John loves this baby.  Not only did he want his own picture with Baby, but he wanted it on his own phone.  Yes, he pulls out his phone for anyone and is the stereotypical grandfather, showing a hundred pictures of his grand baby to anyone who will look.

I wish someone had taken a picture of me with Baby and her dress, but I guess that will have to wait for the next baby.

And we had a bonus experience on the way home through Altoona.  John got called in to do a procedure, and the kids and I were left waiting for him.  Since we had planned on going home and getting something to eat (we'd only had our kale smoothies at 6 a.m.), he authorized a quick trip to Taco Bell for some lunch.  

Nothing like a chicken chalupa in the hospital parking lot on Baby Annie's blessing day :-)

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