Brayden's Baby Blessing

Last Sunday was Brayden's baby blessing. Our sacrament meeting begins at 9:00, which is also the time Brayden likes to eat. Kenny's the executive secretary so his meetings start at 6:00 and I am on my own to get the four boys and myself dressed and out the door in time. In the rush I got Brayden into his carseat where he promptly fell asleep. After the announcements, prayer and song Brayden started to wake up and was expecting to be fed. I held him off the best that I could, but he was not too happy. When it was time to do the blessing. Kenny started walking towards the front of the chapel with Brayden when he noticed the bishop was looking for the microphone, it wasn't there. Bishop and his counselors quickly scrambled to get the microphone but it took a few minutes, that Kenny probably describes as an eternity since he was standing in the middle of the isle about half way to the front of the chapel. The bishop then asked the entire ward to sing a special rest hymn while they got the microphone all set up. Kenny gave a beautiful blessing, and the grandpas kept Brayden quiet with his binky. After the blessing we took the sacrament and I quickly rushed Brayden into the mother's lounge to feed him, by this point he was pretty unhappy with the whole event. While getting situated in the mother's lounge I was listening to the first counselor's testimony and feeling relieved to have it all done, when I heard the counselor invite the congregation to share their testimonies and especially invited Kenny and me to come forward. The other moms in the mother's lounge all smiled at me. Luckily as Kenny went forward he excused me explaining that I was taking care of the baby right now. While feeding the baby, I listened to several other testimonies, including an old man whom we couldn't really understand, and finally my mom gave a very strong heart-felt testimony. After the closing prayer I hurried out of the mother's lounge to meet my family. People kept talking about the excitement, which I understood as the microphone, or my testimony (or the lack of). But I later learned, the old man, who is not exactly all there, was walked off the stand into the foyer because he was talking nonsense. Out in the foyer he became combative and tried to fight the counselor and other men. During my mom's testimony, his wife, also not exactly all there, tried to get up to bear her testimony, but was told there wouldn't be enough time. So another crazy old lady in our ward walked up to the stand to bring her down and they all walked out. Through it all, my mom didn't miss a beat. Now I know we will always remember Brayden's Blessing day. Also, Kenny has been assigned to be sure that there is a microphone available before sacrament meeting begins on each Fast Sunday.