After passing the six-week mark, I finally felt comfortable taking Everett into public. The first public place (notwithstanding the accidental stop at a KFC) was dinner with my parents and Chuck's parents. The baby did great (read: he slept the entire time). In fact, he did so well, we took him out again Monday night. Another success.
But the biggest outing success for little Rhett was his blessing on Sunday. I was a little nervous as he was awake going into sacrament meeting. We stuck a pacifier in his mug and hoped for the best. Not only did he not make a single noise, but he did it sans pacifier: Chuck made an amazing catch mid-blessing. We left church after sacrament meeting and had a barbecue at Chuck's parents' house. The weather cooperated and we had a great day. Everyone was so eager to hold the baby, I almost forgot I had one!
P.S. About the post title: a man in our ward recorded Rhett's blessing for us. At the end of it, he included a little note to Rhett. He ended it with, "God speed, young brother" and it's made me smile ever since.
P.P.S. Life has been wicked crazy around here lately. Please excuse me as I don't blog.