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Sugar & Spice

This weekend we threw a baby shower for my sister and her soon-to-be baby girl.  I was so excited to plan this shower.  My sister is a rock star.  She is the most selfless person on earth and planning this shower meant a lot to me.  She (and Ninong) do so much for us.  Because most of my days are spent being distracted by a little Bug, I knew that I had to start planning early and get this done a little at a time.  So, months ahead of time, I did my research so that when we got to my parents' house the day of, all I had to do was stick some stuff up with tape.  Turns out, we did a bit more than that the day of, but it all worked out.

 Even Miss Bug had her hand in the event planning.  She is, after all, THE BOSS.
 Counting the mats and making sure we've got 'em all.
 This is as much love as we could get out of Da-Da and daddy-to-be.
 Vanilla chai and chocolate cupcakes made by Tita Precy!
 THE LONGEST sign EV-ER.
Of course we put Bug's old clothes to good use!
 Oreo truffles made by your's truly!
 Part of THE CREW.  (Yeah, we made the pregnant girl work at her own shower.)
Bug and Tita Precy.  She was probably eating her shoe.  It happens.
 I used to babysit this senior in college.  I feel old.
 I'm not sure what that look on my face is, but that is my second helping of awesome Mexican food.
 Da-Da is competing to play a game versus a soon-to-be-dad and an "experienced" dad.
 Not going well.
 Just a naked "baby".
 Da-Da lost and he does this every morning with Bug.  So sad.
 The hubs takes such awesome pics. :)
 Oh yeah...we had a kid...who was passed around from person to person.  Even without being passed around, this look on her face would have been inevitable.
Parents-to-be looking so well-rested.  Live it up now, kids.  (That will soon change.)
 Taking guesses at how big my sister's belly is.  Outcome:  not big AT ALL.
 My sister and her friends from USC undergrad.
 
That is Tracy.  She is due a few weeks before my sister.  What a trooper for coming out at the end of her pregnancy!  Thank you!
 Bridesmaids!  Our job is never done.  :P  Thank you, ladies for helping out!
 Ummm...obviously Bug does not want to make anymore friends.
 ...but she'll take another photo.  (Yeah, her belly's pretty big.  Bug, not my sister.)
 She is going to make one awesome Mama.
 Bug Love.
 Sometimes you need to poke her.  It's too tempting.
 
Being forced to socialize- the consequence for being cute.
 And there's the man I married!
My cousins. <3  So pretty.
 Mmmm....
 Bella sang in front of everyone so she needed to be tipped.  I told her to get $5 from Uncle Wyatt.
 She was SOOO excited she was squealing.
 Late night for this pregnant lady.
What a great day!  I can't wait for my baby niece to get here.  It should be fun watching Bug and her cousin grow up 11 months apart.  (Sorry in advance, kid.  Bug might boss you around.)

God Bless,
Kat

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  1. WyattJune 5, 2012 at 9:46 AM

    Nice pictures of the dessert honey, they look great!

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