The Blessing of the Children

Today at church, we dropped Olivia off in her infant nursery and then went and found a seat for the service. We left little Olivia crying as the nursery attendant pried her out of Daddy's arms. Anyway, after the opening greeting and welcome, the minister asked the elders and all the young children to come forward for The Blessing of the Children (done every year at the beginning of the school year). As babies and infants were being brought forward, my heart sank thinking that Olivia wouldn't be able to participate since I left her in the nursery. I kept thinking that I never remembered this being mentioned in last week's service because had I known, Olivia would've been with me. I was then extremely surprised and pleased when Peter nudged me and pointed out our sweet Olivia being carried forward by a nursery worker. I lost track of her when everyone huddled around for the blessing, but after the blessing, as everyone walked down the center aisle and the congregation sang, "Jesus Loves the Little Children," I spotted Olivia, heading back to the nursery. For the record, she didn't appear to be crying or upset, but was watching the congregation. I also think she had a wooden toy in her hand.

Relaxing Sunday afternoon after her post-church nap