Gavin's Dedication

This past weekend, Gavin was Dedicated at church.  For any of you that are Baptist you know that although this is a significant occasion, the actual ceremony lasts less than 5 minutes and that is only if there are multiple children .  So of course we only invited the grandparent's since they are the only ones that we wouldn't feel guilty about making attend our 8:45 service for less than a minute of hoopla.

The day before had been pretty trying.  Of course we waited until the last minute to go shopping to try and find him something to wear and we had to squeeze this in between Clay's morning of hunting and a birthday party that afternoon.  We finally found what we were looking for about 7 o'clock that night.  Considering all the time Gavin spent being put in his car seat, getting out of his car seat and then just riding around in general, he was a super good boy.

Of course I wanted EVERYTHING to be perfect and anytime you do that, you HAVE to know that it most certainly will NOT be perfect.  Not to mention when you add a 6 month old into the equation, you can't count on anything.  So Sunday morning I was already on edge before Gavin even woke up, poor Clay he is such a good husband!  Gavin who is usually a super happy baby was unbelievably grouchy that morning and screamed bloody murder while Clay was dressing him.  And then when Clay was holding him before we left the house Gavin spit up all over both of them.  This almost sent me over the edge because I had told Clay to put his "body bib" on him and he hadn't.  And all my most wonderful patient husband said was, "He is a baby, this stuff happens".  Well of course I know that this stuff happens but it isn't supposed to when he is wearing a red sweater and is having his picture taken!!!!  :-)

When we had set all this up they told me that the ceremony would be at the beginning of the service so that afterwards we could take him to the nursery where  he would be much happier and I would be less worried about him being a distraction with his eagle screams :-).  However it would seem that our preacher forgot about the ceremony so Gavin had to sit through the entire service.  His time was split between my Dad and Clay's Mom.  Neither seemed to be to thrilled with sharing but didn't cause a scene.  Gavin amazingly enough was really good and really quiet for most of the service which was SUCH a relief.  Dad didn't get any great pictures, he was kind of rushed along since the service had ran late,  but they are good reminders of the happy occasion!




Isn't his outfit the cutest thing ever!!  He looks like a little man!!



They gave us his first Bible and a nice keepsake card with all the details of the event on it.  They also took some more professional pictures of us after our service but I'm not sure how or if we will get copies of those.