Baby showers and diaper days

The other day, Baby Car went to a baby shower for our pregnant friend, who will be pooping out her son any day now. I don't know what goes on at baby showers, but it is my understanding that they tend to be slightly emotional and highly demeaning. Regardless, our gift to the mom-to-be was this stack of baby crap lovingly crafted to look like a cake. A note for readers: pregnant chicks love this kind of thing. If you aren't creative/artistic/inclined enough to do something like this, I highly recommend teaming up with someone who is. I have my Baby Car. You find your own.

I wasn't there, but I'm sure the baby clothes cake was a hit. I also heard something about a "diaper cake," but I still don't know exactly what that is.

Speaking of diapers, while Baby Car went to the shower, I got to attend a "diaper party" with the fellow dad-to-be, who was undoubtedly relieved to learn that he wasn't expected to make an appearance at the shower. At a diaper party, the daddy-type buys some beer and his friends come over bearing a pack or two of diapers (apparently babies use diapers like it's going out of style).

Personally, I think it is brilliant to have a socially mandated drinking session for the expectant father, especially as the baby's due date looms near. I don't see the guy enough to know for sure, but based on the vibe he gave off that night, he really needed to relax and knock back a few. At the moment, I don't really feel compelled to engage in any heavy drinking. However, when I was at his house and saw things like a stroller in the corner and a crib at the foot of their bed, I definitely saw how the reality of the situation could set in and really make a guy reach for a six-pack or two.