Heather, Vanessa, and I hosted Chelle’s baby shower at my house
last weekend. The three of us made a great team: we each fulfilled certain
roles well, we figured out how to plan this thing without any drama, and we
prepped the day of easily and with minimal stress. Wanna see how things turned
out?
I had the idea to use pinwheels as décor, but I wasn’t sure how
I was going to affix them to the wall without messing up my newly painted dining
room. I have no idea what turned the lightbulb on, but I suddenly remembered one
day that I had window inserts/grills up in the attic, including a big one for
the bay window in the dining room. I super-glued the pinwheels to the grill
and, well, I think it turned out pretty well. I mean, I had two people who
wanted to take it home with them so I guess that means it looked nice.
We used Vanessa’s wooden crates plus her basket and birdcages on either side of
the food table to support our mason jars and birds theme.
I want to thank Bianca, Heather's daughter, who helped fulfill my last-minute
vision to add a pennant to the window behind the drink table. Thank goodness
for otherwise idle hands!
And we used my sideboard cabinet for dessert. Our invitations had mason jars on
them and we used those in other ways in the décor but nothing made as big as
impact as Heather’s single-serving chocolate éclair dessert in small jars.
Other than the scrapbook paper, our main decorations were fresh flowers and
Vanessa’s “BABY H” frames on the mantle. Oh, and the birdhouses belonged to the
McMom.
I know, let’s see the guest of honor, huh?
Each of us had to get a picture with Chelle individually, of course.
Chelle with her (very excited) mom.
A couple of crowd pics for posterity’s sake.
And no shower post would be complete without a few pics of the mom-to-be opening
her adorable (and sometimes alcoholic) gifts.
Before everyone left, we had to take a group picture of everyone who was there
to celebrate Chelle and her baby girl.
Kim had to leave early so she missed the group shot, but luckily we got a photo
of her and Chelle together earlier.
And finally, we had to document Chelle and all her loot.
That is one lucky girl! The baby girl, that is. (But Chelle is, too.)
Chelle and I have known each other since we were about 11 years
old; I can’t believe that in a decade, our kids will be the same age we were
when we first met. I can only hope that their friendships (and we’re including
Karis here) stand the test of time like mine and Chelle’s has.
We can’t wait to meet Baby H next month!
(Sorry for any strange formatting. I'm having to use Blogger for this post as opposed to Windows Live Writer, which is kinda like Word for blogging - it just made everything so easy and simple, but now it's not compatible with Google. I hope to figure out a good solution soon.)