Dear Baby Girl,
It seems your father and I were both thrown respective surprise
baby showers by our coworkers. Mine was back in July and I was completely
caught off guard. It was a joint shower for me and Nina, complete with dueling pink
and blue cakes, outfits, and balloons (yes, we each had our own cake). It was
extremely generous of our coworkers, as it was sponsored by the individuals
(NOT the company), but parties in the office can be an awkward affair. Everyone
kind of stands around not really knowing what to do with themselves or how long
to linger, waiting for me or Nina to say something, but we don’t know what to
say because we’re coming straight from our stressful desks and the mental transition
from desk-to-party-to-desk is a peculiar one. Nevertheless, it was so nice of everyone and
Nina and I completely unintentionally color coordinated our respective baby’s
genders with our outfits.
Your father’s office party was slightly less of a surprise. I am speaking second-hand here, but
apparently Dad went to a meeting where someone had their computer screen projected
on the wall, and in the middle of the meeting, a reminder popped up saying, “Tony’s
surprise baby shower.” BUSTED. So that person blew the surprise, but at least
those in the meeting got a good laugh out of it. Your father’s coworkers were
also extremely generous. His office party was an ice cream social complete with
an Elmo piñata. Now, I had no idea, but apparently your father has a strong
aversion to Elmo, which he had made clear to his coworkers. So, they gave him a
bat and in one swift swing, Elmo was decapitated. Let’s hope that your Sesame
Street character preference goes to Cookie Monster, lest your father decimate
your Elmo toys.
Your dad’s coworker Chris was kind enough to document the
event, and send me the photos. Chris used to work at my company before he went
to Dad’s and we went to graduate school together (I perpetually remind him that
he was my friend first, even though
he and your dad are buddy-buddy now). He also has a very young daughter, Maisy,
so I’m hoping you two will be friends. He’s the one in the photo above, holding
Elmo’s head while Dad is sporting the pink lei. Chris mentioned that at the
shower Dad showcased his softer side, so rest assured he’s already starting to
melt before you’re even here. It's funny because Grandma Tracy mentioned, "I can't picture Tony at a surprise shower... did he tell everyone to go back to work?" Ha. Later when I told Dad this he said, "See, Tracy gets me." Although I really think he did enjoy it.
19 days to go as of today, Baby Girl! The countdown has
officially reached the TEENS! OH MY!
Love,
Mom
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