We waited to bless Lanie until Miki returned from Iraq. We had lots of family that were able to come down and be here for the wonderful occasion (Grandma Mimosa, Grandpa Martin, Grandpa Mike, Grandma Jane, Uncle Marty and Aunt Chrissy). Her Grandma Jane crocheted this beautiful dress. She patterned it after a dress that was made for me when I was a baby.
Lanie was so funny to watch (and listen to) during the blessing. Usually, we have infants (1-2 month olds) that are held in their father's hands and blessed in front of the congregation.
In Lanie's case, she was 7 months old. And she loves a crowd. She can work the audience already. She wanted to sit up and look around and take it all in. She was not happy with laying down and waiting patiently. Miki took her up to the front along with Grandpa Martin, Grandpa Mike and Uncle Marty. I also had him take her binkie just in case.
Miki started the blessing and everything was okay, until Lanie grabbed the microphone and the young man that was holding it refused to give it to her. She put up quite the stink, dropped her binkie and proceeded to scream. Miki paused, and paused and paused. I was nervous that he was having a hard time concentrating, but he assured me later that he was just waiting to see if she would calm down. She kept up the scene and Miki continued the blessing in spite of the noise and her wrestling match for the microphone.
It was a beautiful blessing and I know the Lord has some wonderful things in store for this little ray of sunshine. She is loved by her family and has brought so much happiness to us. We are grateful for the Lord's hand in allowing us to raise her and teach her.
After Miki finished the blessing, the circle broke up and Lanie immediately stopped crying, looked out at the congregation and put on the biggest grin you can imagine. She saw all of those eyes turned on her and she milked it. What a ham!
Love you Lanie!
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