Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Family Affair

The Ball family came to town Halloween weekend for Brook' baby dedication at church. The whole clan included my older brother, Adam, his wife, Mandy and their 2 1/2 year old, Wyatt. My younger sister Rachel lives here in Charleston. And, my young(est) sister, Joanna, her husband, Joseph, and their 10 month old, Lena drove down from Charlotte. Quite the crew.

My mother hired our friend Tara to take some pictures of the family before church that Sunday. Tara is such a trooper to coordinate 19 people (Justin's parents also came), 3 of which are children. We met at the gazebo in the Battery on the Peninsula which is a super place to take pictures. We hustled around for about an hour trying to make sure our smiles didn't turn into fake face stretches. I'd say it went rather well despite a few moments of bribing Wyatt to take just one more photo.

I would love to see the couple hundred pictures Tara snapped just to see the split seconds of everyone not looking at the camera. Tara picked out 60 photos to focus on and edit. It's fun to look at them and remember that moment when Wyatt broke out into song, "This is the day, this is the day," or when 10 people are waving keys making silly sounds to get Lena & Brooks to smile. You will notice Brooks mostly had what Justin and I call the "surprised" look on his face. I can't blame him. It's also fun to see the moments you didn't notice like Wyatt and Lena glancing at each other or Wyatt grabbing Brooks around the neck for a hug or my favorite is Lena looking back at Joseph... super cute!

After our hour long photo session we walked a few "long" blocks to church. Justin and I could help but be a little nervous about the dedication. The pastor calls the family up front, asks a few questions, explains the dedication and then... takes the baby on a walk around the sanctuary (Dun, dun dun). It could have gone three ways. Good, Bad or Ugly. Good, meaning Brooks sits somewhat still in Marshal's arms smiling like crazy. Bad, meaning at some point he gets scared and starts crying. Ugly, meaning he decides to poop as we walk up and then throw up all over Marshall during the walk. It could happen. Thankfully, we timed it well and he started falling asleep. Ha, ha.

Later, everyone commented on what a good baby we have. Awe.










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