Sorry I missed the Blessing!!!!!!!!!!

So this weekend we traveled three hours to where we used to lived to get our daughter Phoenix blessed, we were so excited. Well at least I was. I love going back to my former home it makes me feel all warm and tingly inside. Besides I miss my friends, and I think for the most part they miss me. Anyway on to the meat of the story. We arrive at church with our new bundle of joy super excited. We speak with our Bishop to get the specifics on Phoenix's name and if I have enough time to nurse her before sacrament starts. This was her second Sunday in Church so she was a little nervous on her big day. We sit, church starts, my hubby is called to bring our pride and joy up to be blessed. WHERE'S MARQUIS? (Our sixteen year old). He is nowhere to be found. So the blessing proceeds without him. Blessing is done, still no Marquis. I am starting to get worried. Maybe he is in the bathroom on the toilet having some issues. So I send my husband to look for him. Still no Marquis. So we text him. A few minutes later he comes waltzing through the chapel doors. Where were you, I said? Here gives us a story about how he got stuck talking to Ashley and her mom, and could not get away. I hope the look on my face of I don't care about Ashely or her mom got the point across of how angry I was. Needless to say I think he felt bad. I tried not to make it to obvious that I was upset. Oh well such as life!