We hosted a surprise baby shower for Max & Molly! They had no idea. (Giggle giggle) We just said come over for dinner one more time before baby comes and then after dinner a handful of good friends started showing up. The looks on their faces were fantastic!
Max tried his hand at diaper changing. I told him that Elias' next diaper was all his, but that next diaper ended up being a HUGE blowout due to Elias eating one shred of Parmesan cheese from under the table earlier that day. (So yeah, just one bite TOTALY MATTERS when you're intolerant. Just sayin'. Still a #petpeve of mine three kids in. But I digress...) So I cleaned up the mess, and Max successfully put the fresh diaper on Elias.
Can't wait to meet Baby Chap!!!!
Fr. Joseph was visiting our parish from Rwanda and in a funny, misunderstood conversation he ended up joining us for dinner! I told him to come visit us while he was here for the week, and that we lived at 615, and he thought I meant to come over at quarter past six for dinner. We enjoyed his company along with Max & Molly. I'm sure it was his first American Baby Shower!
As he prepared to leave later that evening he said he's never seen Americans with so much joy, or having a party, and that it was refreshing to know that it's not true that all Americans do is sit in their houses alone and watch tv. Glad we could bust that myth!
He also told Logan the story of his favorite t-shirt. He always loved it. It was black with red letters on it, but he never knew what the word meant. He finally decided it was too old to wear anymore so he threw it out. He later found out he would be going to Nebraska on his mission trip this year and suddenly he knew the meaning of that word on his old favorite shirt! Logan just happened to have that t-shirt and gifted it to Fr. Joseph. Father laughed and laughed and wore it back to the rectory over his clerics. Such joy!
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