We went to a baby shower on Saturday evening, and it was possibly the best baby shower ever.
What Made The Baby Shower A Great Baby Shower:
1. It was held in a cafe that featured 40 different types of desserts.
2. Free flowing hummus with vegetables and pita chips. Honestly: All You Can Eat, and it was probably the best hummus I’ve had. (I’ve had lots of hummus. You know it’s true.)
3. No games. NO GAMES! No guessing how many squares of toilet paper it would take to wrap around the new mom’s belly. No avoiding saying the word “Baby” in order to win a prize. No games!
4. Everyone received a salad that held candied pecans and cranberries.
5. My kids joined me and they’re finally at the age where they can sit down and enjoy themselves without fighting or screaming about how bored they are.
Before we left for the shower, Harper walked in wearing a really cute pink plaid shirt.
Me: That’s a really cute shirt.
Harper: Meredith said I should take it off.
Me: Why?
Harper: Meredith said that a sure-fire way to make a bad impression is to wear a plaid shirt to a baby shower.
(She wore the shirt, and to my knowledge, no one judged her.)
During the shower, I told Harper that eating this mint will put a baby in her belly. She believed me.
Harper is a good sport. ‘ ‘ ‘text/javascript’>
” . . . a sure-fire way to make a bad impression is to wear a plaid shirt to a baby shower.”
Sound advice for a multitude of occasions! :-)
Your children are too funny!
No games? A thousand blessings on the planners of that baby shower!
So, is Harper going to make you a grandmother when school’s out next year, or is the mint still sitting in the wrapper on her dresser? I assume you ‘fessed up after tricking her.
For the record, when my daughter was eight — EIGHT!– we were driving to Apple Hill with her and one of her friends. There was a Christmas tree farm, and one plot had little tree seedlings planted, each protected by a milk carton sheath till they grew up big enough to poke through the open top and withstand the cold weather on its own. I said, “Oh, look — a milk carton farm!” and told them that’s where they grow the milk cartons for the store. They believed it.