I had been pondering for weeks throwing ourselves a little gender-reveal party, but didn't know how I'd swing it between all the CHA hub-bub, Disney trip, and life in general. Then, when Claire and I both got sick this week, I definitely thought my chances were slim to pull this off.
So, instead of doing a major party (like mine tend to be), we decided to just invite a couple friends over for taco salad and desserts.
Here's the spread before everyone arrived:
The cakes were supposed to be yellow, but somehow the baker didn't see that in the photo I gave her, so they ended up white. (sigh)
A photo of Baby A. So cute, huh?
Pinwheels created on my silhouette and stuck on dowel rods.
Baby B. Another cute one, huh?
The pre-reveal ruckus
Claire showing off her snapping skillzzzzzzzz.
Cutting into the "Baby A" cake. Greg had already seen this one on the ultrasound...the little cheater, so I cut into this one.
Finally....blue icing! A BOY!
To which Greg said, "You didn't see me, but when I got out of the ultrasound room, I did a fist-pump."
uhh.....Why did you tell me that?
Baby B cake.
The crowd awaits.
The crowd of 6...ha!
More blue icing. Another BOY!
I'm in shock. See my face? And honestly, my emotions have stayed exactly like that since last night. I keep saying, "Two boys?"
We're excited for the adventure. Now who needs some headbands and baby girl clothes?