I planned to have a baby shower for Shalae, but since she had nearly everything she needed, we decided against it. When she found out there would be no shower, Phoebe was heart-broken. Then some women in our church had a surprise baby shower for Shalae, and Phoebe wasn’t invited. Again, she was heart-broken. So we decided to have a small shower with just us girls.
Three generations of Gardner girls (except Shanna and Abbie) gathered at Dear Lizzie for sandwiches, chips, and cupcakes. We played a guessing game, wrote wishes for “baby,” and named the baby (well, we gave lots of ideas!). It was a simple and nice evening together.
I guess that means “baby” can come any day now!
