It's A Boy!. . .and A Girl!

So my sister finally had her first baby after YEARS of trying to get pregnant. . . and he arrived in time to come to his own shower. My mom and I put the shower together and I wanted it to be something special.She named him Gideon and I just happened to find a book about a caterpillar named Gideon to base the shower around. I also had the guests sign the book at the shower with notes to Dawnette. Someone did that for me when I had my first daughter and I loved it.

I took inspiration from the book to make the invitations.

We sort of shared the shower with Dawnette's step daughter who is also expecting and was due a few weeks after Dawnette. She was having a girl (Nevaeh - she had her Wednesday, August 19), so I found a book with butterflies (to keep with the theme) and did a girly butterfly counterpart to all the Gideon caterpillar stuff.

I made banners for each of the babies:

And I made a cupcake tower with cupcake flags for each baby:

But the piece de resistance was the cake pops:

I made little caterpillars out of fondant to grace the blue cake pops:

. . . and candy melt butterflies to adorn the yellow cake pops:

And once they were assembled-- with a few little flowers to dress them up:

They were so darn cute you almost didn't want to eat them:

Most people actually took theirs home covered in little plastic bags and tied with ribbon:

And when everyone was gone I took what was left of the goods and assembled a few upside down cake pops just for fun:

. . . and then I took a bagillion pictures of my adorable nephew:

Almost as many pictures as I took of the cake pops!

Welcome Home Gideon & Nevaeh!

On the Seventh Day of Christmas. . .

. . .we made a gingerbread house.  We decided to make it easier on ourselves this year and just buy a kit.  Last year we made everything from scratch.  What I didn't count on was having to 

deal with a broken roof.

  

But not to worry, a lot of frosting and a little hot glue later and . . .

 

. . . voila!  Lovely.  

The funny thing is we had given up on it after the roof caved like four times and said, "That's it, take a picture and call it good."  And then it quit falling in. So the girls, and a few friends, really laid on the candy.  

It looked so good they kept eating it like Hansel and Gretel.  I even snuck a piece. . .those pieces really aren't meant to be eaten.  But it looks good enough to eat--and it will adorn my counter at least until Christmas.