Showering Meghan

Sister and I hosted a baby shower for our sister in law, Meghan.  She is due to birth our ginormous brother's child in November.

If she doesn't deserve a party for that, then I don't know who does.

Robby was 10 pounds and Mother had a natural birth.

By natural, I mean a torture session.

Thank God for modern medicine and epidurals!  

We had children at the shower.

For shame!

Emily Post would chastise the hostesses for sure.

The good thing about having little girls there was that Meghan had a lot of help fetching presents.  They also scurried all over my rug like little mice gathering and hoarding tissue paper before it hit the floor. 

I'm not joking, I found the mother load of crumpled tissue paper wadded up in the back of G's closet like 5 days ago.  

Little girls are weird.

I should know.

I was one.

Meghan was glowing!  

I also served booze at the shower.

Why?

Because I'm classy.

Jamie and Jodi, aka the Strombergs, were not mad about the booze.

Cinda and Katie were not mad about it either.

Katie actually bought it all.

I probably owe her money.

Unlike the Lannisters, I do not always pay my debts.

Amanda and Kirby were really into the wine.

What booze hounds!  

Ha!

My girl was happy to give the baby some of her books that are too "baby" for her.  I was happy to give a gift that I had already purchased years ago.

Just kidding.

We gave the baby boy a new outfit.  

Congratulations to Robby and Meghan!

Fall Activities

I'm officially on fall break, so I plan to do a bit more blogging.  September flew by quickly!

We took Genevieve and Kate to Autumn Fest at our church.  It was like 85 degrees outside.

I wore shorts.  

No, really.

I promise.  

They totally look like they are praying in this picture.  I believe they were trying to distract themselves while waiting in line for a balloon animal.  

 Genevieve carried on her tradition of posing at the Art Museum in front of her new birthday number.

 The 3 of us went on a hayride during the museum's Harvest Family Day.

I took my firsties on their first field trip.  

We toasted each other with apple cider.  

 I discovered my little Marrion can braid hair.  

She just radiates sunshine.

Tiny Bestie Kate brought equally tiny Eloise for a Saturday afternoon visit.  

G and Eloise played like crazy for 2 hours.

We loaded up our menfolk and did it up with popsicles at Nicey Treat in Fountain Square.

I'm feeling so excited for a wonderful two week vacation now!  

Genevieve's Big Day

Genevieve turned 4 on September 14th.  We celebrated her birthday with a special party on Saturday.  This was her first party with friends.  I was worried about how to entertain children, and I was not about to go to Chuck E. Cheese.  

I Googled Princess Party and reserved some Rapunzel action.  

She showed up and she did not disappoint!  

G was absolutely enthralled.  

She told her story, sang songs, and taught the girls how to dance.  

I decided to forgo Pinterest and really went nanners with some yellow crepe paper on my pillars.  I would have had those pillars removed by now if I thought my house wouldn't fall down.  

Rapunzel brought a trusty assistant who was well trained in glitter tattoos.  

She drew quite a crowd.  

Georgia was busy observing her surroundings.  

Aunt Katie and Caroline brought the fabulous braided crown for G to wear.  It didn't last too long since it was so heavy.  

Rapunzel had an amazing voice and kept the girls entertained for an hour and a half.  She helped G open her presents, cut the cake, and play games.  

I tried to ask her a little bit about herself and she told me that she had never been out of her tower.  She would not break character.

Robby called her a female Daniel Day Lewis.  

It was a magical day for our little girl.  

We decided to torture the staff at our local hibachi grill by bringing a party of 11 for dinner.  

Katie took the picture.

What a fine looking group.  

G ate her weight in edamame, her favorite.  

Our faces with the big fire were pretty ridiculous!

This truly showcases my blow holes.  

G had a sparkly pineapple for dessert.  We were all caked out by then.

Yes, you read that correctly.  

Abby and Papi stayed the night and G opened two books from Abby on Sunday morning.  Abby brought them back from her trip to England and Scotland.  

It was a delightful day!  

Lordy Lordy Look Who's 40!

I think that cliched saying was everywhere in the 80s.  So it's only fitting that we celebrate someone who was not born in the 80s.  

Sweet Trinity turned 40 last Sunday.

On August 28, 1976 a little hairy baby entered the world in Memphis, Tennessee.  

They called him Trinity.

Trinity is still his name.

We celebrated my honey love with a family party at his parents' house.

Aunt Shirley was there, my siblings and their peeps, and my parents too.

It was a soiree.

Except you wouldn't know it, because I didn't take any pictures. 

His mother hosted a lovely party and we dined on Tennessee BBQ, T's favorite.  

I bought him a Yeti cooler that is roughly the size of my closet.  We will be exchanging that puppy for a smaller size.

He got some shirts, so he held them up proudly.  

His parents bought him a drone, so if my husband is dragged off and questioned by the Feds, it's not my fault.

Ha!

I couldn't help but chuckle thinking about how Trinity already reminds me of Phil Dunphy on Modern Family.

The episode with Phil and his drone was hysterical.  

Patsy was pretty clever with the cake.  

Genevieve loved this picture of Trinity as a four year old.  

He was quite a dapper fellow.

It is so funny that once you reach a certain age, it no longer seems old.  I will never forget my father's 40th birthday in 1988.  My mother sprayed our hair gray and we surprised him at his office.  My brother, sister, and I lured him into his boardroom and a man in an ape suit came in with balloons and cake.  I was 9 and I thought it was the coolest moment ever.  I remember all of the secretaries laughing. 

Dad is closing in on 70 now, which blows my mind.

Happy birthday, sweet T!