Red shoes.
About 10 years ago, I complimented a girl at church on her cute red shoes. That sparked a conversation, which grew to a friendship, that led to being MOH’s in each other’s weddings and a bond that grew through thick and thin. We’ve held each other’s hands through loss and celebrated success. We’ve stayed close despite the thousands of miles that sometimes separated us. I even forgave her when she didn’t call me until four days AFTER her first child was born. Yes, I’m that awesome (and she had a good excuse). So, this weekend’s shower was not the first we’ve shared. There have been a few – wedding and baby – through the years. However, this one took the cake. I’m still in shock. All thanks to her…
I can’t even begin to describe the planning, detail, craftiness and love that went into this shower. Carrie arrived early that morning and literally took over the Dream. It looked fantastic! She and a crew of other sweet friends somehow cleaned it all up when I was off showing the nursery to someone and my house was cleaner than when they left. Ahhh-mazing. Enough words… here are some images from the day – perhaps you’ll see what I mean…
So, yeah – needless to say – I feel incredibly honored and the mini-Dreamer is very blessed.
Here’s a sneak peak at what the guests got to see in the nursery… post coming soon about this… 🙂
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