Well the party is over, the 7 layer dip (actually it was only 5 layers because it was sans guac and tomatoes so it was technically a lie) is finished and the dishes have been washed (ok – piled into the sink). And the office is now aware of our shocking news. Well, mostly at least – my boss, who was unable to attend due to the sudden arrival of #2, is now the proud father of Benjamin Ray/Dean and in the dark.
We had an elaborate plan of ambushing our guests into figuring this all out. We bought a whole mess of “baby” stuff – things like baby powder, baby food, baby wipes, etc. which we then strategically placed in various places around the house. We also got some baby blocks which i strew about as well. Finally we had the gourds pictured to the left – i picked up some eyeglasses to represent me, and a witches hat for Kim (which she apparently has taken offense too – the truth hurts sometimes I suppose). And then we found the little gourd pictured in front. We figured this would be a pretty good indicator of our current “status.”
Well the guests arrived, and food was consumed. Conversations were had, and more food was consumed. And not a single one picked up on our “hints”, which in retrospect were probably a bit too subtle. So after a few hours, I pointed out the gourds – here’s me, with the glasses. Here’s Kim with the hat. And here’s… to which Chris in my office responded with “your baby! Ha – just kidding.”
“Actually…”
Everyone was shocked I think – makes sense because of the conversations we have in the office and my vehement denials that a baby is even in the works. But it’s nice to have the news out there – keeps from having to “do the dance” of coming up with excuses for various things, which according to them I’m not particular good at.
So all that’s left now is a few other people we want to tell at the moment – my boss and a couple others. Then things should return to normal, at least before the rest of the pregnancy junk starts. I keep waiting to go out at 3 AM for pickles and ice cream…
