He asked me out on a date...

and I said yes.

It isn't very often that my husband calls me from work on a Wednesday and says, "Hay, Rach, do you want to out with me on Saturday?" I was so excited... like I was in high school again. He admitted to me later that he felt like a kid asking me out too. It is funny how after marriage you just say Friday's are date nights and you just go, not really asking each other out or anything—it's just expected.

Well, anyway, Saturday comes and he informs me that he wants to leave at 12:30 and it was 10am at that point and I had a bad night and still hadn't gotten a babysitter for our date because 17 was gone to All State Choir. So I was getting more and more frustrated because no one could babysit and I still wasn't ready... Anyway, we finally decided that 13 could babysit while we were on our date because we just wouldn't be out very long. So at 12:30 I hop into the shower quick and try to get ready really fast so that we can at least leave by 1:00 and still stay close to the schedule that Marc wanted to be on. Well, I am pregnant, and I am ornery, and my hair isn't going and nothing I put on looks good and I really want to look good for this big official date. Marc is standing around waiting for me to get ready and won't leave me alone so that increases the pressure, therefore my hair will not respond to the ongoing pressure and I finally give up and in near tears I storm out with Marc and am trying to get my happy face back on. But, then he informs me that his friend needs him to stop by for something and then I feel my blood boiling. We pull up to the house and he expects me to get out and come with him to the door—I am guessing, at this point, that I am supposed to come with him because this is our official date...

SURPRISE!!!!!!!! comes billowing out of the door as I walk in in front of a hesitant Marc. I look around in shock, as I see me friends and ward members with cheerful faces all staring at me...

Surprise was the last thing I suspected, so Marc did a great job. My dear friends had decided to throw me a surprise baby shower!!!! Wow!!! You know, I don't think I have ever even had a real surprise party! It was so awesome. Although, I felt bad because I was an hour late to my own shower!! Ya, I guess I wasn't getting ready as fast as I thought I was and I really didn't understand why Marc was on this 12:30 schedule thing. Anyway. It was a blast! I had so much fun talking to everyone and I just felt so loved. I couldn't believe that they would throw me a baby shower on my third kid! Wahoo! They even pitched in and got me the coolest stroller ever, the exact one I really wanted!

I have some pictures that my friend, Cari, took for me so I will post them. One of my friends made really cool diaper cake and the ribbon and buttons that decorated it were so cute that I just couldn't waste them so I made some hair bows for baby and a cool barrette for 4. I thought they turned out really well.

I even have a clip of when I first came in to the "surprise" you can tell how unexpected it was for me...

Here is the food, the balloons and some of my friends waiting for me to arrive...

Here is the cute cake Jane made...

Here are the hair things I made.