I was counting on the mall to produce at least one handsome all-white tuxedo with tails or, at the bare minimum, an attractive pair of puffy white pantaloons. Eventually I did find the tuxedo, but it wasn't made of polyester, so I put it back on the rack.
My disappointment over not being able to spend at least $75 for a pair of newborn capris and matching silk-feel vest was palpable. Everyone felt awful for me, including my usually unsympathetic husband.
It's too late for the blessing, but I'm definitely going to order the outfit. Cameron will want to bless his own son in it someday.