Monday, March 10, 2014

Eloise's First White Dress

These pictures of Eloise reminded me of one of my dad's favorite poems, "My Three White Dresses".  On my wedding day, he had my mother read this poem during his toast. He would have read it himself, but he knew he would get too choked up to get the words out. Now it's my turn to get choked up as I look the pictures of my sweet little Eloise in her first white dress. 

My Three White Dresses:

My mom bought me a white dress,
Not red or pink or blue.
She said it was a special dress
Like very other few,
There has been just one before,
A dress now put away,
That I wore some time ago
Upon my blessing day.
As a little baby clothed In my first white dress, 

My dad held me in his arms,

There to name and bless.
So pure and clean was I just then,
With time to grow and learn
About the Father's plan for me.
My glory I must earn.

Now I've reached the age to judge
The wrong road from the right,
And I am here to be baptized
In this dress of white.
So once again I'm free from sin.
The path is clear to me.
I'll grasp the rod and hold on tight, I vow with certainty.
Just as mud would stain my dress,
Sin would stain my soul.
The key is to repent or bleach,
For whiteness is my goal.
And if I try my very best,
Then richly blessed I'll be,
Wearing inside God's holy house
White dress number three,
So today I make this pledge:
I'll strive to choose the right,
Through this sacred baptism ordinance
In my second dress of white. 
(Linda Gay Perry Nelson, 1993)

Thursday, March 6, 2014

Eloise: 2 Months

These last two months have been a happy blur! I wish time would move as slow as it did when I was pregnant.

Eloise is particular. When I listen to her cues, she is a perfect little angel, but when I get distracted (which is often with a toddler) then she turns into quite a bossy little thing.  If I don't put her down for a nap or bed right when she needs to be, then those little eyes get wide and she takes a long time to settle back down and go to sleep.

Eloise is determined. When she is in your arms, she lets you know how she wants to be held.  She wants her head to be turned a certain direction (usually to the left) and she often struggles against you until she is cradled (parallel to the ground).

Eloise is strong. She is quite skilled at pushing up on her arms and lifting up her big head so she can look around.  When she was four weeks old she was laying on her tummy and was not happy about it. I was about to pick her up when she quite deliberately rolled herself onto her back (at least it seemed deliberate to us, she hasn't done this since).

Eloise is happy. She gives me the most beautiful smiles and make cute little noises. We are pretty happy too!

Little girls are the best!