The Epic Baby Shower
3 Years ago, it was "The Baby Shower From Hell". This year, it was a baby shower of EPIC proportions.
It all started when Moriah's client balked at honoring her promise to throw a baby shower for Moriah and baby Zander (spelt with a Z or he'll be X-RAY later). Since this is Moriah's first, she really needs a shower. So her mom (my MIL) decided to throw her a baby shower. No one at her work, at church, or other family were planning on throwing one for her so the guest list was epic. ~30 invites were sent out to friends. ~20 more to family. 56 people RSVPed. 54 showed up.
Laura (my MIL) is a very stunning party planner and she really had everything under control despite the excess of RSVPs... and, of course, the issue with finding a place large enough to host 60-ish estrogen filled women-- Mary's house. Two days before the party, Mary's home owner's association (HOA) put up no parking signs along the street... so we had to make arrangements to park at the clubhouse-- and since the HOA put up the signs, people were allowed to park on the street with permission; so despite this little setback, everything worked out alright.
I spent the day Saturday helping Laura prepare the "banquet" (since it was a dinner shower). There were towering plates of meat, cheese, jello, finger foods, cupcakes, fruit salad, cucumber sandwiches, chicken salad sandwiches, cole slaw, lemonade etc -- enough to feed twice the people who attended... so guess what we had for Sunday dinner at the In-law's last night? HaHa. At 3pm, we were waiting to make a few things and I ran upstairs to take a nap-- Jordan wanted me to go with him to Trevor's place on Friday evening and I was up past midnight (after I'd already taken off work 2 hrs early to rest up). It didn't help I woke at 6:30 like usual Saturday morning and I couldn't fall back asleep. *sigh* Jordan was supposed to wake me at 4pm from my nap, but I'm glad he didn't because my nap was interrupted by the arrival of Jordan's grandma whose entrance woke me after I just slipped into sleep.
The shower preparations at Mary's house took forever, even though a lot was already done... and at 6:15-ish, guests started arriving. By 6:30, the room was filled and the temperature inside the house exponentially increased to a stifling 86-degrees despite the thermostat being set to 75-degrees.
Guests ate first. Then they played two games-- the first was the "Right/Left" story about Mrs. Right's baby shower. When you hear the word "right" or "left" you pass candy that direction. The second was "What's in a real diaper bag for a 2-y/o. On cards people wrote down what they thought was in the bag... then Laura went clean through the Hellion's diaper bag. It was... interesting.
Then, for the next 2-ish hours, Moriah opened gifts. As people intermittently left, the room started to cool down. One of my favourite things she got was a little pirate onesie with a skull and crossbones on the front and the words "poop deck" across the butt. Moriah was really excited to open my gift-- I'd made 8x8-inch scapbook pages for her, so all she has to do is stick a photo on them. The first thing she pulled out of my box was photo corners. She gave me weird looks 'till she lifted the corners and saw the scrapbook pages. There were other things too. My sister had given her a target gift card. I'd also gotten a few things of baby clothes on clearance at Target-- I love Target.
Cleanup after the shower took about an hour. It took several cars to haul everything back to Steve and Laura's (my In-Law's) house. Jordan took forever to come pick me up. I got home around midnight... and was, as thus, extremely exhausted the following day-- Sunday.
It all started when Moriah's client balked at honoring her promise to throw a baby shower for Moriah and baby Zander (spelt with a Z or he'll be X-RAY later). Since this is Moriah's first, she really needs a shower. So her mom (my MIL) decided to throw her a baby shower. No one at her work, at church, or other family were planning on throwing one for her so the guest list was epic. ~30 invites were sent out to friends. ~20 more to family. 56 people RSVPed. 54 showed up.
Laura (my MIL) is a very stunning party planner and she really had everything under control despite the excess of RSVPs... and, of course, the issue with finding a place large enough to host 60-ish estrogen filled women-- Mary's house. Two days before the party, Mary's home owner's association (HOA) put up no parking signs along the street... so we had to make arrangements to park at the clubhouse-- and since the HOA put up the signs, people were allowed to park on the street with permission; so despite this little setback, everything worked out alright.
I spent the day Saturday helping Laura prepare the "banquet" (since it was a dinner shower). There were towering plates of meat, cheese, jello, finger foods, cupcakes, fruit salad, cucumber sandwiches, chicken salad sandwiches, cole slaw, lemonade etc -- enough to feed twice the people who attended... so guess what we had for Sunday dinner at the In-law's last night? HaHa. At 3pm, we were waiting to make a few things and I ran upstairs to take a nap-- Jordan wanted me to go with him to Trevor's place on Friday evening and I was up past midnight (after I'd already taken off work 2 hrs early to rest up). It didn't help I woke at 6:30 like usual Saturday morning and I couldn't fall back asleep. *sigh* Jordan was supposed to wake me at 4pm from my nap, but I'm glad he didn't because my nap was interrupted by the arrival of Jordan's grandma whose entrance woke me after I just slipped into sleep.
The shower preparations at Mary's house took forever, even though a lot was already done... and at 6:15-ish, guests started arriving. By 6:30, the room was filled and the temperature inside the house exponentially increased to a stifling 86-degrees despite the thermostat being set to 75-degrees.
Guests ate first. Then they played two games-- the first was the "Right/Left" story about Mrs. Right's baby shower. When you hear the word "right" or "left" you pass candy that direction. The second was "What's in a real diaper bag for a 2-y/o. On cards people wrote down what they thought was in the bag... then Laura went clean through the Hellion's diaper bag. It was... interesting.
Then, for the next 2-ish hours, Moriah opened gifts. As people intermittently left, the room started to cool down. One of my favourite things she got was a little pirate onesie with a skull and crossbones on the front and the words "poop deck" across the butt. Moriah was really excited to open my gift-- I'd made 8x8-inch scapbook pages for her, so all she has to do is stick a photo on them. The first thing she pulled out of my box was photo corners. She gave me weird looks 'till she lifted the corners and saw the scrapbook pages. There were other things too. My sister had given her a target gift card. I'd also gotten a few things of baby clothes on clearance at Target-- I love Target.
Cleanup after the shower took about an hour. It took several cars to haul everything back to Steve and Laura's (my In-Law's) house. Jordan took forever to come pick me up. I got home around midnight... and was, as thus, extremely exhausted the following day-- Sunday.