Saturday's baby shower went off without a hitch. The mother to be looked radiant, the father to be was calm and collected. Guests had their fill of champagne (no doubt, those people at Mumm HQ will be scratching their heads this morning wondering about the sudden spike in sales over the weekend).
Thanks to the talented Katie who did the cooking (after flying up from Sydney a few hours beforehand), the table looked fabo.
Lots of pink gifts were opened. The baby should never need wear the same thing twice!
I forgot to take a photo of my frock while I was wearing it, but this is she. It's brown and doesn't photograph very well. Notice the nanna-style hanger? You cannot have enough of these, they are the best for keeping clothes on the hanger and in their proper shape.
Now it's time to get back to my reading. The bedside table is getting ridiculous. I've even broken one of my reading rules - among the stack are several books I've already read. I try not to repeat, but The Bell Jar and The Great Gatsby are too good not to do over. I find them both meditative.