Today felt like a whole big ‘ol afternoon of being showered with love. Which, it was. Seeing as it was the baby shower.

I’m not into these sorts of things, at all. Be it for weddings or babies, or any occasion. Maybe this is because I secretly always dread social events, even though I always end up having a great time. However, still doesn’t mean I don’t dread them.

Particularly when I have to be the center of attention. Gah. But I made it through and I did have a wonderful time and hey, I’m not gonna say no to baby gifts. I will gladly accept with arms wide open.

I was extremely touched that my sister in law and The Littles made the 500 mile trek and were able to be a part of it. Well, minus the Littlest Little, because as we tried to convince him, boys aren’t going to have fun at a baby shower.

He was pretty skeptical of that, because he heard mention of the words, goody and bag, until he saw there were boring things in there like good smelling soap. He wondered what happened to superman and cashews. Because, you know, superman and cashews are goody bag necessities.

Soaking in the thankfulness and love of good family and friends who are already loving on my little babe and of course, anytime I get to be around The Littles … well, life is extra sweet. And entertaining.