Baby Shower

K warned us that this weekend was going to be full of showers. I thought she meant rain. Guess today it is raining babies. Hot as Hades out too. Who thought reproducing and having a party about it on a hot day was a good idea?

OMG! K handed us to one of the little monsters. She is going to eat us alive. And I thought the little boy we used to belong to was bad with the drooling problem. This one can barely control her hands, let alone what might come spilling or projecting out of her mouth. Please, help us!



And what happened to me in this picture? Why am I upside down? Stupid Monkey Boy. He is so distracted from the monster that he doesn't even remember that he is carrying me around. Idiot.

Finally, we are getting away. Escape! Escape! Someone press the emergency button. I want out!



How is it that all these hot women running around here used to look like this? Thank goodness they grew out of it. This one definitely has a lot of hope considering her parents! She will be a swan later. Just have to get out of this duckling stage. Babies are icky.

Okay, Monkey Boy is right, this cake kicks ass. Four blocks spelling out the baby's name. I'm not a big fan of fondant, but it sure does make some great looking cakes!



Here is the mommy-to-be. What a hottie. Too bad she is already taken. Her shirt reads, "Touch the belly, lose a hand." Hah! Look at me reaching for it. Try to take my hand, hot mama. I dare you! Bring it!