Make Out Sessions, The Bachelorette and A New Playroom

I knew I needed a catchy title after my long absence.  My child has been enjoying daily make out sessions with herself in my mirrored nightstand.

I would love to know what was going through her little baby mind.  

I imagine she thought she was quite the seductress as she went in for the smooch.

On Saturday morning Dr. Megan and I drove up to Chicago to celebrate all things Kate.

We kicked things off with a bridal shower at Pops, the Champagne Bar.

The Prosecco was a flowing.

Down my throat.

This picture of the 3 of us just makes me smile.

Many boxes were bigger than the bride.

Those would be Sweet Mandy B's cupcakes on that table.

I do love those things.

I had two.

Meg and I hit up the Nordstrom on Michigan Avenue and then rolled back to the hotel.  In true Betsy-Megan fashion, the good doctor finished up some charting on her patients.  The good teacher took a nap.

The bachelorette evening started with a cooking class at The Wooden Spoon.  Kate and Scott love to cook, so it was a fitting activity for the evening.  I love to bet on horses, so it was only fitting that I spent an evening at Churchill Downs for my bach weekend.

That doesn't really fit.  I just wanted somewhere that I could wear a fascinator.

Kate wore a tiny sequin crown headband.

Adorable!

Megan got cozy with Pinot and his friend Grigio when we commenced the cooking.  

Little bride= Little mother of the bride

Little bride plus giant besequined Bets

I mostly took photos, drank water to cure my earlier Prosecco headache, and I did cut carrots.

I did absolutely nothing to contribute to this delicious cheese and onion puffed pastry.

Except hold the pan and pretend I did something.

Woe is me.

Kate decided she wanted to boogie down in Boystown, which is the gay area in Chicago.  

I was concerned that someone might mistake my 2 inch heeled self for a tranny, but it didn't happen.

We had a ball.

We were on the dance floor until 1:30 a.m., surrounded by gay men.  I have never felt so good about myself during a night out in my life.

I received countless compliments about my dress and my shoes.  I was told I was beautiful.  I was asked to dance.  

It was great!

On Tuesday morning G's daycare called to tell me she had a case of diarrhea.  

Gross.

I always tend to follow that word with "cha cha cha."

There was a stomach virus going around her daycare and that was a symptom.  What does one do with a baby with a dreaded case of the D?

We strolled while remaining hydrated.

She attempted to love on the kitty.

We went to Orange Leaf.

I needed sustenance in the form of crushed Reeces Cups topped with frozen yogurt.

Abby has been visiting to paint and decorate a playroom for Genevieve's first birthday gift from Abby, Papi and Aunt Shirley.

She has officially turned our dining room into a playroom.

I fought it for a long while.

Then I caved when I finally admitted that we play far more than we dine.

I dine on Cheezits standing in front of the pantry.

It's sad but true.

We are loving the results!

G loves the fun tree that Abby painted on the wall.

We are so excited to have a lovely space for her to play.

What a creative gift!