This is one of Holden’s many awesome faces. It’s a mixture of exasperation, fatigue and glee. I like to call it “exgligue.”So we blessed Holden last Sunday and what a picture he was in his bowtied satin onesie. He did really well entertaining all the people and dealing with the stress of wondering if we had enough food (oh wait that was me). Wes did a fabulous job giving the blessing at church and only lost his composure for a second when Holden let out a loud “gry” (mixture of grunt and cry) in the beginning. We totally called it – the night before, Wes and I were out on a date and discussed the fact that our cute by who rarely fusses would totally put on a show at his blessing and scream through it. He didn’t do that badly though – it only lasted a couple seconds. And then he was perfect again. But of course fifteen minutes before church ended, he served us right for dressing him in pure white by exploding through his diaper all the way up the back of it. Wes carried him out of church with his arms outstretched so he wouldn’t get it on him – and of course everyone at church saw….it was quite the day.