Yesterday was Scarlet's dedication at church. It's always a family affair, of course, so all available family members (and good friends, too) made the drive to Fenton to attend church with us yesterday. Scarlet wore the dedication gown I was dedicated in 31 years ago. My mom saved it hoping that one day it could be used again by her granddaughter, and yesterday was the day.
Scarlet looks so pretty in white! Actually, one of my favorite parts of the dress was the slip that goes underneath because the material is so thin. I spent some time this weekend getting it ready for her to wear because there were some yellowed spots, but got them out with a Clorox bleach pen and some really hot water. With only a few mishaps (to the dress...another baby, spit-up, 5 minutes before the service, bad moment), we made it to the front of the sanctuary for a ceremony conducted by both my dad and Stefan's.
I don't know what it was really, but I was very stressed about the whole thing. I knew the job that our dads would do would be beautiful, for sure. We had been through two previous dedications with our boys. It was sort of anti-climatic, I guess. I planned a nice family dinner with a cute cake and good food to celebrate Scarlet, but I felt a lot of pressure as I often do in both-sides-of-the-family situations. Somebody is always feeling like they get the short end of the stick or as if they are not as important as somebody else, and honestly, it's quite frustrating.
Later that afternoon and evening, I decided to take up hair bow making, and so my sisters and my mom helped me out. Here's what I came up with so far. I will not be paying $4 and $5 per bow at children's stores anymore!
Next up...Mackinac trip with Stefan.