I know this is a little after the fact, but two weekends ago my parents held a baby shower for us, and what a baby shower it was. To start, I need to say an enormous THANK YOU to those that helped set-up, organise, and make everything happen. I will not name any names, but if you are one of those people reading this, you know who you are.
First off, I already wrote about how long the trip was, thus I will explain to you the rest of how the weekend went.
Of course, things don't always go as well as you want and plans have to change and we are no different. Mom and dad and a few others had planned to go and decorate the hall on Saturday afternoon but, of course, a last minute change in the schedule happened and the Firemen's Ball was to be had on Saturday night. Two sides to this, the good being that we all get to relax together for the whole day, the bad being that everything will be much more rushed for Sunday morning.
Time passed quickly. We swam and talked and enjoyed the nice weather. That evening, our time was spent actually opening up a few gifts: the ones from those that said they could not attend. Boy, had we ever got a lot of stuff already! We opened about six gifts, and already had a numver of outfits, some picture frames, money, and blanket! I was getting nervous for the amount of people that would be attending the next day and couldn't fathom how many more there would be.
A good night rest and a fresh start to Sunday. We went to Church and then not long after we headed to the hall. Just to compare orders of magnitude, the night before we had six gifts from six people, now there were nearly a hundred and fifty people sitting in front of us. Needless to say, the stage was not where we sat, as it was already occupied.
As there were so many people there, we tried our best to say hello to everyone and to thank them personally by going from table to table. Half way through the thanking we attempted to open a few gifts. I believe we got through five and then started to go around again as some people were starting to leave already.
The Special Guest
There was rumour of a special guest arriving sometime in the afternoon. Thus, without disappointment, down came the stairs, none other than Zwiebel! Yes, that is my dog and that is her name, Onion. Don't mess with my Onion though or her 105 lbs of Rottweiller will not be impressed. She came bearing gifts on a cute little handsewn backpack. Inside, as I was explained, were gifts coming from all the different dogs that I have had over the years. We had little handmade doggy-bears, which came from Barkley, Molson, Jake, and Jessie. And a huge, turtle shaped, blanket from Turtles. What an awesome idea, my mom had sewn all of these and they were just wonderful. The blanket was more of a mat to lay baby on the floor to play on, and it was simply beautiful.
After that, most people were leaving and we hadn't opened any other gifts yet! It was decided that we head home and open the rest on the couch. It only took both vehicles to fit everything, along with the left over food from the luncheon. A few hours later, we had everything opened up and accounted for. Such wonderful and amazing gifts. Couldn't have dreamed for more, there was so much stuff!
The only issue we were concerned about was getting all of this stuff through the border on the way back home, but we didn't have any issues as we told the border agent what all the stuff packed to the roof in the truck was and she smilled and told us to have a good trip home.
-Another great day
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