The Big Gender Reveal

Finally we decided it was time to share the sex of the baby with our friends.  Long awaited it was by many, others knew because we're simply bad keepers of secrets.  What can I say? Slip ups happen... 

Along with the invitation, we included a little poem that read: 

We're having a baby,

Little dude or lovely lady, 

There'll be a keg so come thirsty, 

And bring along diapers cuz babies are dirty!

Thanks you to everyone who brought diapers!  We were able to start a nice little stock pile that will definitely get us through the beginning stages of size 3. The keg was a big hit, as it was a Sunday night and you can't buy booze on Sundays in Indiana (which means we got to pick it up on Saturday).  The Sunday night was a good night for yours truly to throw a party, since I've been tired earlier and earlier these days, folks didn't want to stay until wee hours of the morning with a Monday work day looming.  The only thing I would've changed is that it was May 5th- Cinco de Mayo.  A few of our friends had committed to cinco parties and couldn't make it because of the party competition! Alas, we had a good turn out of about 20 give or take.

The dessert spread. MMM, sweets!

There were lots of clever ideas regarding how we should make the big announcement: we could have a wrapped box of balloons the color of the gender, opening the box as a present with the balloons releasing up into the sky (not very environmentally friendly); we could cut into a cake and have the color of the cake indicate boy or girl; OR we could feature a HUGE cake, and have a male stripper pop out for a girl or a female stripper pop out for a boy... We decided to try to keep things tasteful and went with a big gender neutral orange balloon with confetti inside.  We popped the balloon and the color of the confetti indicated the gender of the baby.

Chalk art by Mrs. Lindsey, who also helped with those darling invites!  Thanks Linds!

Blue and pink soda, along with peanut brittle in doilly cones. The tulip is from our 4 year old nephew, Kellen.

Squirrel shaped sugar cookies- I made the cookie cutter myself! For the late comers, the flecks in the cupcakes were gender significant since they missed the balloon poppin fun'.

Me at the end of the night with a basket ball under my dress.

 No worries for any out-of-towners that couldn't make it to the party- we're going to do another gender reveal at the baby shower up north in early June.  Because I'd like a big family, I'm trying to keep most items on our registry gender neutral. 

MINT: Don't wash the floors on a rainy day, even before company comes over.