Last weekend Brian and I partook in one of the most wild baby showers that has ever occurred in the history of baby showers. It began at 2pm and didn't conclude until midnight. There were family, friends, fellowship, games, wonderful food, beverages and beautiful Fall Kansas City weather (60 degrees, crisp and sunny)! Deb and Dad did an incredible job of opening their home and hospitality towards the people that are not only SO important to us, but will also be significant members in their future grand-daughter's life. Not to mention how incredibly blessed Brian and I were with the new baby gear: we went from zero to being nearly completely prepared in a matter of hours. Into the late evening, baby and I also got a good workout from belly-laughing at family and their jokes around a fire pit. It does the heart good to hear advice and share laughter with people you love. Thank you again Deb and Dad for a wonderful weekend in KC.
Grandma Janet and I (The woman that labored for ME some 25 odd years ago!)
Uncle Bob (my Godfather) and Aunt Lisa (my sis) working away at some great baby games!
Bill's girls, Aunts Karie and Erin...(my step-sis')
The Future YaYa and Papa Sullivan. Also, dear friend, uncle Chris. :)
Presents!
Special Note: Thank you Aunt Maddie (step-sis) for helping her Mom do the last minute preparations for the big event! Your work with the desserts certainly did NOT go unnoticed...I put some hurt on those...mmmm :)
Sadly and gladly, the Hostess was doing such a good job of running around hosting that she didn't get in any of the Shower photos! :( But here is pic of the lovely Hostess and Host with my Hubby when they visited in September....they are in the flight gear room for the T-45's...
Thank you again! We had such an awesome time!
Funny side note: the trip home was almost as much of a success as the time spent in KC: clear skies, chiefs game on the radio, and with not as strong of a headwind, Brian and I were almost home free at 10:30pm. Then, 20 minutes out from the airport in Alice, TX, we were informed of a flying notam that was issued while we were in the air - a notam that said the airport was closed. CLOSED AIRPORT!?! Uhhhh Where are we supposed to land!?! My skillful pilot found the Kleberg airport a good couple miles south and we landed there, however that is NOT where we parked the car...with the apartment key inside.
Houston air traffic control called and woke up our friend, who came out and gave us a ride to the other airport so we could get our car from Alice, drive back to Kleberg to load it up with our baby goodies and then proceeded home with our new toys, dogs, and us jammed into the VW passat. It wasn't 20 minutes down the road that we saw flashing lights...pulling us over. Come to find out, (and I am totally pleading ignorance on this one), there are night speed limits in Texas as opposed to the day ones. Ultimately, we got a warning, but Juneau cheered up the mood a bit by offering his very scary throaty growl every time the officer approached the car. Maybe we'll drive around with him more often! By the time our heads hit the pillow around 1am we were spent - but it was almost all too comical to be upset. It was just too good of a weekend to be ruined by a late Sunday night - yet, it was a very realistic, "Welcome home to Texas..." Ugh. We're looking forward to Thanksgiving in Kansas :)
