Well yesterday was fast Sunday and we finally got our act together and blessed Zalea. It was pretty special and very hilarious. I got her all dressed up in her gorgeous blessing gown that my mom bought for her, and made sure we were all ready to go early (which in itself is a feat worth mentioning). She looked like a fluffy white cupcake, or a princess or a little angel. We walked to church, hoping it would put her in a sleepy mood but it didn’t. She was still perky as ever by the time we got there. So I coaxed her into taking a bottle which usually makes her full and drowsy in no time, but to no avail. She was wide awake, taking in all the commotion around her. It’s beyond me how this happened, but somehow David and I combined to make a little social butterfly. She gets very unhappy if we go too long without seeing new faces and is always happiest when there are lots of people and noises around. Strange.
Anyway, it came time for the main event and so I passed her off to David and he made the long walk from the back pew up to the front of the room. David, his dad, his brother, Noemi’s dad, and the bishopric all formed up into a circle and laid Zalea in their arms. I got out my notebook and was ready to record. From the very first word Zalea started crying. She worked herself up into fury and was screaming by the time David ended the short but sweet prayer. The second he said Amen and lifted her up into a sitting position she was miraculously silent! She was grinning, teary-eyed, at all the people as he walked her back down the aisle, and the whole congregation was laughing, myself included! It was very special and definitely very funny.
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