Third Strike

The third and final storm of our shower season hit this weekend.

Thanks to Aunt Connie (The crafty cake maker) and Cousin Amy (The practical parent), for putting it all together, along with Aunt Sherie (The elegant hostess), for providing the facilities.

The theme was some sort of post apocalyptic setting, where rubber ducks have become pirates and taken over the world.



Ok, maybe thats a little stretch, but there were plenty of rubber ducks, pirates, and pirate rubber ducks to go around.



And as usual, Connie rose to the occasion with the ridiculously crafty idea of making pacifier decorations out of 2 lifesaver mints and a jelly bean.



Way to go Connie.
Even MacGyver is impressed with that one.


(sorry, I couldn't resist using my preschool level Photochop "skills" to make that extremely out of proportion pic)

Neither of us is pirate obsessed, but once we registered for the bedding, the theme kinda took off on its own. We're fine with it. It is infinitely better (for us) than some generic sports theme, or lots of pastel flowers. Plus I'm already planning a really cool toddler bed (with a slide) to look like a pirate's hideaway.

In keeping with the theme, here's the pirate's booty plundered at the shower:



Notice the dozens of small rubber ducks. They are an overwhelming force.

And though these items weren't handed over at any shower, we must thank Heather and Trey for leasing us (at no cost, I think) their baby swing, baby seat, and two car seat bases. They were thoughtful enough, when having Lillian, to register for gender neutral colors, so our boy won't be getting all softened up when using their stuff.

Not only has borrowing their items saved us a good bit of money, it has played a small role in helping to save the environment, and you know, just by looking at what we drive, that we're all about stopping global warming. ;)

Nice Shirt , Breaux!

If you've been following things, you know that Paul and Liz had Caroline a couple of weeks ago, and now the Wallaces and the Pecots are expecting unnamed boys next month.

To add another name to the list, Joan's cousin, Shane, and wife, Tara, are expecting their third child in late May.

Shane and fam are Disney World connoisseurs. When it comes to a trip to the World, you can be sure that Shane has looked into everything, and enjoyment and efficiency will be maximized under his plan.

I'd be tempted to call him crazy for that level of involvement in a theme park trip, but this pot doesn't go around calling kettles "black."

I only point out this quirk to differentiate from a situation where I am willing to call them crazy. Just as they've done for their last 2, Shane and Tara have no plans to find out the gender of their baby.
More power to ya, but I couldn't even wait 20 weeks to find out, much less all 40. (Maybe not everyone's mind is as single track and obsessive as mine, which is a good thing for society)

This leads me to giving another "Courage in Gift Giving Award." This one goes to Shane for purchasing a pretty funny onesie. So funny, in fact, that Tara made him bring it here personally, so she wouldn't have to bring it to a shower and present it in the presence of our more gentrified families. (ha, ha)

Now, instead of the shower guests seeing it, the whole world (i.e., the five of you that read this) will see the offending garment:



Nice.

The Final Faceoff

Less than 6 weeks till the Wallace and Pecot babies are due.

Brad and Lindsey were in town this weekend for their "friends" shower, and it will probably be the last time we see them as non-parents. Lindsey's doctors won't want her straying too far from H-town for the next few weeks.



As you can see, by this point, both of the gals are obviously pregnant, not just carrying a little extra "holiday weight."

And let me tell you, you haven't seen humor until you've seen two short girls (with proportionately short arms) try to hug each other while each at least 32 weeks pregnant.



Best of luck to those two Texans and their Texan baby.

(meant all in jest. I am eternally grateful for their living in Texas, as Lindsey is my lifeline for good fajita meat and salsa)

In the closet

Last week we received the most unique gift for the baby, and the one gift I can GUARANTEE we will use more than any other (in that we'll use it 24/7).

First a little back story for the Non-Wallaces:
For the last few years my cousin Erin has been dating a really cool guy we'll call TJ ( Mostly because that's what everyone calls him).

TJ comes from a hard working, entrepreneurial minded family who has recently expanded into the custom closet and shelving business by becoming a local franchisee of the ClosetMaid Corporation. Erin holds down the sales end of things while TJ is the install guy (with help from Josh, too. Grad students always need cash)

In order to expand her portfolio, and, I'd think, give us a great gift, Erin approached us with the idea of installing a closet system for us in the nursery.

What was just a simple, boring closet



Has now been transformed with customizable shelves, sliding wire baskets, and 3 fully movable hanging bars on each side.



We don't have it all loaded up yet, but I'll be sure to post up when we do.
That system has exponentially increased the usable space we have, and I'm sure we will be even more grateful for it once the kid comes.
Thanks to Erin, TJ, Josh and anyone else who had a hand in this gift. It's great!

Now for the sales pitch:
For all of your closet and storage needs: bedroom, bathroom, garage, office, anywhere; contact Erin Wallace at Cajun Closets. All of the info you need is in the link to your right.

Disclaimer: Cajun Closets will not install your closet for free, but I'm sure their pricing is very reasonable.