She had been organizing this for months - there was honestly more time and planning put into this than into our wedding 4 years ago. It was no easy task for her either, because of my unruly/unfun demands (no stupid games), AND she did it all from Seattle where she lives.
My mom came down from Toronto and made all the food for the shin-dig. And true to form for her, she made enough food to feed an army. On the menu: 3 kinds of mini quiches, 3 kinds of sausage rolls, 2 kinds of cinnamon rolls, 2 kinds of cheesecake, a raspberry french toast strata, fruit salad, bagels and lox, cheese and crackers, blueberry muffins and cupcakes (bought, not made). I've probably missed something.
I originally said no games, but gave into one - that I loved - which was to have guests decorate plain white onesies with fabric markers. Maybe that's not so much a game as it is an activity. Let me present to you, the gallery of onesies:
|Clockwise: Thelma, John Mark, Christopher, Lindsay|
|Clockwise: Ji, Angela, Marie Claire and Mat|
|Ally Jane, Katie (top), Mike (bottom)|
|The baby's own father|
|All together now.|
Another detail that I loved is that guests were asked to bring a book for the baby. This poor child - being the child of book people, who read a lot of books and both work in book publishing, and whose friends largely work in book publishing... well, he's going to have a lot of books.
They range from classics from my own childhood, to new classics and favorites of my friends' children.
The winner for best-ever wrapping paper selection goes to my friend Angela:
We also had these adorable favors, but in all the excitement we forgot to hand out most of them out! Oops! Hey, friends: watch your mailbox.