Thursday, October 1, 2009

Baby Boy Sprinkles


Personally, I am convinced of the import of “showering” every pregnant woman with decadent foods, layette offerings (and a bottle of vino) as deserved –though not equitable- compensation for enduring the interminable maternity season. Regrettably for Mrs. Duggar, the advent of the 18th offspring will probably warrant nothing but a one-liner in their church’s bulletin, never mind a birth announcement with photo or a "Baby's First Christmas" ornament. Thus, I was most appreciative of the “Baby Boy Sprinkles” hosted to fete the imminent arrival of “Baby Frank.” A luncheon at William Penn Inn and a dinner party were the occasions of (tempered) revelry- poignant encouragement by empathetic friends signaling the impending finality of my "whale (waddle) watch.”

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