Robert and I left Sunday after Fast and Testimony meeting and drove to PA to help the family. Not sure what we are helping to do but we are here.
After we arrived, Jocelyn informed us that this little guy had failed his hearing test and that's a concern. Steve's brother was born deaf and his sister deaf in one ear. I think we all did a lot of praying that this was an incorrect reading OR that he was just so rushed to get here that he just was too pooped to listen to the test. A few of my friends were told and they all immediately joined in prayers.
Not that Jocelyn wouldn't have been able to handle this. She would have made this child even more successful and wonderful than his uncle. But it's a daunting situation.
Here we are, having just arrived in Lewisburg, meeting our new grandson.
Yesterday I was holding and singing to him and Jocelyn snagged this picture of his smiling. Nope, not because at my nonsinging voice. Maybe he's laughing at me. I sang his some Garth Brooks and played him some Home Free even tho I'm not really a goat-roper. Jocelyn says if he grows up to become one, it's going to be all my fault.
Just after this picture was taken, Jocelyn went to the doctor for herself and a repeat for Val's hearing test, and Hallelujah, his passed the test with flying colors. We are all so grateful...and I am grateful for friends who would rally around my family with prayers.
When it was learned that Steve's parents would not be coming out for the blessing, they decided to bless Val this week, while we were here. But alas, the 1898 christening gown was back at home. I could kick myself because I had several thoughts to just stick the gown in the suitcase so it would be here in case we could not come. I HATE MAILING THIS TREASURE ANYWHERE, even tho I am thrilled to share it. I always hold my breath til it comes back into my hands. I texted Pam Barlow and asked her how much she loved me? And if it was enough, would she be willing to go get the gown and overnight it to us.
Pam is my good friend who will always do anything for me but she's the most respectful person of boundaries. She was a bit nervous to go upstairs, through my drawer and get the gown. But she did. She walked in, called me on the phone to say she was at the top of the stairs and then we 'walked' though the hall together, to the red room, into the dresser drawer, found the pillowcase the held the christening gown. She took it immediately to the postoffice, calling me 3x to ask questions about mailing as she stood with the postman. She is adorable. She worried crazily...worse than me if that's possible. She had trouble sleeping fearing there might be 2 pillow cases in that drawer holding things and she had sent the wrong one. I knew there was only one so it was all good. And it was all good and it arrived the next day. Of course I alerted her so she could stop worrying and get some sleep.
This afternoon the bishop arrived to help assist and record the blessing. It was very sweet and very special to bless a child in his own home. Steve gave his son a lovely blessing and then we took lots of pictures afterwards
BUT when I went to get them for this blog post, my camera announced that the memory card was damaged and there were no pictures. I was so spazzin out . There were NO pictures on the card, nothing showed up in the camera nor on my computer. But after 4 tries, suddenly the pictures reappeared. I guess it's been a week of blessings of all sorts.
Guy....reading while he waits.
Scarlett and Autumn
I love the moment that the babe is dressed in my grandfather's christening gown. It is a connection that I have with no other ancestor.
Robert, Steve with Val, and Bishop Nicholls.
A family grouping. We certainly missed Steve and Christy. We weren't able to reach them by phone but we did Skype with Dawn.
Happy and Good parents