Blessing

Kian is grandchild number 12, and we're in love.

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Since the day he was born in June, Kian has brought pure joy into our lives. He's calm and serene and cuddly and wise. When he was new, his hands had to be covered at all times because he couldn't be trusted not to scratch his beautiful face.




On Saturday, he received a baby blessing. He patiently let mom dress him in his fancy white suit, then cradled in the arms of loving men and surrounded by family, he was given a precious blessing by his father, Dave. It always makes me tear up a bit as I contemplate the love a father feels for his tiny child as he gives him a blessing.

In coming together as extended family to celebrate the precious gift of Kian, I felt I was participating in a tradition that goes back to antiquity. Yet there's only one Kian, and his blessing was as unique and special as he is.




Afterwards, he offered a few dimply smiles, but mostly, he just calmly looked around as if he were trying to take it all in.