Baby Shower Weekend

Well, it's been a long week. Jess still hasn't gotten the stomach bug the rest of us had. Keep your fringers crossed please. As you can see I misspelled "fingers", but I think the word "fringers" is pretty funny, so instead of fixing it I've put it in bold to draw your attention to my mistake.

We spent the weekend at my dad's, house/dog sitting, so they get to have our germs all over their house. Actually I went pretty crazy with the laundry and the lysol, so they may be okay.

My baby "brunch" was yesterday. We called it that because it wasn't really a shower. It's my third baby after all, so I've built up a decent collection of clothes and everything. But everyone ignored us and brought gifts anyway. Not gonna pretend I don't love all of it though. Plus it made it feel a little more REAL that I'll have a baby soon!

A lot of loot for someone who wasn't gonna get gifts. Good stuff, picture frames, gift cards, and lots of cute clothes, diapers and wipes.
Cute goldfish shoes from aunt Teetee.
Awesome wooden scotties for the room from Sarah...
...along with burp cloths she made me, which I LOVE.
And Skye got me cute baby clothes, and a random gift she found for ME. SNAIL MEASURING CUPS. I LOVE THEM.
Thanks everyone, for coming, and for all the gifts.

Poor Paige threw up all late Thursday night and early Friday morning. Then she seemed okay until Saturday evening, when she tried to eat pizza and threw up twice. THEN she seemed fine again until tonight when she threw up out of nowhere like crazy at like 9 pm. She was so sad and told me when she finished, "I'm EVER EVER EVER (which means "never") gonna frow up AGAIN. EVER." Poor girl. Anyway, since we couldn't tell if she was really over it, I didn't bring her to my party Saturday, and Jess said she got sad after I left. She told him "I don't wanna have germs anymore." Sarah's shower was today, and it was really nice too. Paige couldn't come again, but she was starting to get used to being quarantined, so it didn't make her as sad as it did yesterday at least. Cason didn't care, as long as he could have some of the cake, so I made sure to bring a couple slices home for him. Sarah got LOTS of cute clothes and things for their little baby boy.

We also were supposed to go to Rylee's first birthday party, and if Paige had remembered she would've definitely been upset about missing that. Luckily she forgot, so I just sent a gift over. Don't want to get Rylee sick for her birthday.

Other than the showers, we hung out at dad's and did lots of resting and hopefully recovering.
And also lots of catching puke in a bucket or towel, whichever was easiest to grab. :(

Cason thought he was big stuff sitting at the bar for his breakfast.
And I think his feet hanging off the barstool were pretty dang cute.
When they felt good they played silly games, like this one that involved them shutting themselves inside the pantry and then doing this ghostly moan to scare us.
Cason would bust the door open suddenly, and cup his hands around his mouth to make sure we heard his spooky moaning. Then he'd go back to his cute cheerful voice and ask "I scare you, mama?"
Yeah, maybe we didn't pack that well for our stay at their house, so maybe Cason's wearing one of Paige's pink pullups there.

Somehow taking care of sick people all week didn't wear me out too much, so I was kind of productive the last few days too. I made myself a new diaper stacker to go along with the scottie theme.
I also repainted the scottie pictures. I never liked the original ones I did very much, I didn't think they looked "baby" enough for a nursery.
So I made the scotties a little more generic. I like them better. They're still missing something, but it's probably just that they need some more color. But I'll be waiting until the baby's here to add that, so I'll know if it should be blue or pink.
Now we're back home, and Jess is off tomorrow. :)