The Cutest Baby Shower Ever
One of my very best friends on the planet is having a baby. She’s the first of my friends, and I’m sure baby rabies will now be spreading like wild-fire. Let me clarify, she’s the first of my friends to have a kid while we were friends. My other mama-buddies already had them when we became friends, so this baby is doubly-special to me.
The baby shower was beyond cute. My girl Jamie is having a boy, and I loved that the hostess mixed greens and purples in so it wasn’t blue-overload. Also, they had giant rice-crispie treats, or which I ate waaayyy too many.
Just a hint at the gorgeous, super-classy decorations I was scared to get close to. Thank Zeus for zoom on my camera.
The mantel had jars with stuffed animals, a Z for Zackary (the baby), and a mini clothesline covered in baby clothes. Are your eyes weeping with cuteness yet? Cause mine were.
Here’s the mommy-to-be with her giant prego-belly.
Here’s Jamie, her twin and my best friend Kristen, with me sandwiched in the middle. Jamie asked for baby books for the shower, so I got “Where the Sidewalk Ends” by Shel Silverstein for the baby. While this is not techinically a baby book, there’s a story behind it, and why there are two copies in this picture.
Jamie, Kristen, and I have all been best friends since the 2nd grade,
over twenty twelve years ago. Because we’re 23. Yep. Wait no, umm…we’re 20? I dunno, something like that. Meh.
Anyway, the first birthday gift the twins ever got me was this copy of “Where the Sidewalk Ends”, which they both signed. I brought mine to show them when Jamie opened the gift, and we all got choked up and teary eyed. I really didn’t expect to be so girly and emotional, but I guess I did it to myself. It was fun, and sweet, and I can’t wait for her to pop the kid out so I can start teaching him
bad words arts and crafts.