Baby Shower

Yesterday marked a watershed in the ongoing story of preparing for Newbie. My friend, Sarah, hosted a perfect baby shower for friends and family. And while the ladies gathered, Sarah's husband, Jack, rallied the men for some manly activities (read: Sunday morning pubcrawling).

Sarah had a gorgeous (and yummy) spread, complete with Dry Sodas, fruit, flowers, strata (dubbed "Eric Strata" after my first childhood crush), and...CAKE BALLS! The mood was made even more perfect with background music including many French favorites for the francophiles.


After a delicious ritual of "ladies who brunch," the showering began. Walker Starr, Jack and Sarah's little boy, was indeed the star, as he entertained us, helped open gifts, and gave the best impersonation of Oliver Twist as he nabbed all the blueberries ("boo") from our plates.





It was fun to share some family stories, look at baby pictures of each of the ladies, and "ooh" and "ahh" over the cutie-patootie onesies, caps, booties, etc.





And when the men came back from the Old Monk, we had just enough time for a father-daughter round of dueling bellies. I think we're neck-and-neck...