Last month a dear friend (aka Jack's third grandmother) expressed her desire to throw a party for Micah. I obliged on the condition that there would be no games, no embarrassing spotlight on me, and that the food be good.
Micah is the only baby born in our ward this year. So he's kind of a big deal (maybe I'm exaggerating the big deal part--everyone's lives seem to be going on as they were. Except mine.). When they were forced to cancel Enrichment for the month of July due to some craft machine malfunction catastrophe, the Relief Society president proclaimed that it would be the date of Micah's baby shower. So it was like an Enrichment meeting, but with better food, lots of baby holding, and some out of town guests (oh, and gifts).
Pardon the teeny tiny pictures. I'm still waiting to get the full-sized files. The large pictures I took on my own after I slept off the celebratory Coldstone.
Remember this post about lunching with three girlfriends--three out of the four of us facing mysterious infertility issues? Well, here are all four of us. We all had babies very unexpectedly (save Molly who has a talent of planning her childrens' birthdays far in advance) within one month of each other. Jen had Z. in March, Sara had E. in April, Molly had R. in May, and Micah arrived in June. We still cannot believe the unexpected miracles. The Lord has awesome timing.
The babes.
