This past weekend Chris threw me a non-baby shower.Ã‚Â And it was pretty awesome.Ã‚Â He invited friends from all over to our house on Saturday night to eat, drink, and celebrate the Bean.Ã‚Â No gifts.Ã‚Â No games.Ã‚Â Just food and friends.Ã‚Â I could tell you about it, but I think the pictures speak for themselves…
(Please note the matching table cloth in this picture.Ã‚Â It goes with the baby blue cake and balloons.Ã‚Â I was very impressed with the color scheme.Ã‚Â And in that Holy of Holy Crock Pots are my blessed meatballs.)
(Please note the cupcake pockets on her skirt.Ã‚Â Adorable.Ã‚Â If Chris would let me, I would buy this skirt for the Bean, too.Ã‚Â But this might cause a gender identity issue down the road.Ã‚Â Better stick with pants…)
That’s about it as far as pictures go.Ã‚Â The best part of the night for me was this incredibly sweet toast that Chris gave and, of course, I didn’t have my camera out.Ã‚Â He toasted our friends who have been around since high school and said how cool it was that we were able to share this new adventure with them.Ã‚Â He toasted the Bean and said how excited he was to meet him and start our family.Ã‚Â And he toasted me and said how proud he was of me and thankful that I was in his life.Ã‚Â I mean, it was pretty perfect as far as toasts go.
So, attention all you husbands and budding fathers-to-be out there:Ã‚Â Wanna know how to keep your wifey happy?Ã‚Â Wanna know how to earn enough brownie points that you can take a few months off?Ã‚Â Throw her a dinner party.Ã‚Â Invite your closest friends.Ã‚Â Shower her with kind words said in a public place.
And, above all, shower her with kisses.Ã‚Â Works like a charm.