Miles' Blessing Day

Miles was blessed December 27th while we were home for th holidays. The blessing he received just reinforced how special this little boy is. I wish I had the blessing word for word but the mood and feeling was overwhemling as to how calm and sweet this little man is and will continue to be. He really is my therapy. He's so easy going. He loves to be held and cuddled and yet I can put him down with little complaint (most of the time.)
Grandma and Granpa Bingham (we didn't get one with Grandma and Grandpa Meservy:(
Grandma Meservy, Miles and Grandma Bingham Camille and Mike Sword fighting with cousin Micah
All of Chris sisters helping prepare the lunch afterwards (Andy, Miles, Mal, Ashley, and Baillie)
Life with three is more than difficult at times and Miles is my therapy. I can be yelling at the boys or frustrated and then I look down and his twinkling eyes just warm me up and make me forget, for a moment, the now. I'm so grateful for Miles and the sweet, sweet spirit he adds to our family.

Blessing Day

We blessed Spencer on December 30th in Jerome. It was nice since most of our family was there. All of Chris' family was able to be there and all of mine but my sister Angela and her family so we had a good turn out. Our sacrament meeting was last of the meetings and Spencer was due for a feeding soon after sacrament meeting was to start. So I hurried and fed him ten minutes before so when he was being blessed we were told by one in the circle that he was full of smiles. Spencer, if you know him, is already much of a mama's boy so I was a little nervous he might cry throughout the blessing. The above picture is those who stood in the circle from left to right: Kent Lee, Andy Lewis, Tyson Cook, Papa, Chris, Grandpa, Brandon Minert, Paul Lloyd, and Trent Bingham
After wards we went to Chris' house and had dinner. Jared enjoyed his cousins and I enjoyed having everyone there and visiting.
As I look back now when Spencer is 2 1/2 months old I am already amazed at how fast the time has gone. I knew it would go fast but I am saddened as I am putting away many of his clothes and advancing him into 3-6 month pajamas and clothes. But as I put away his newborn clothes I am gaining a little boy who smiles and coos back to me. So as hard as it is to have my boys grow older and pack away their things I gain joy in watching them progress and learn new things. I'm not sure how they say it but it's something to the effect that when you have children it's like having a piece of your heart in each of them and watching from the outside but experiencing joy and saddness along side them. How rewarding and challenging it is as a parent but how worth it! I love my boys!!!