I MISSED THE BIG MOMENT by just minutes.
From the highway, I observed a group of people clustered along a recreational trail by the Cannon River in Cannon Falls. I had no clue what they were doing there on such a cold winter afternoon. But then, as our van drew closer, I saw the oversized box and a bouquet of pink balloons. My initial reaction to pink anything in public is related to breast cancer. Perhaps they were honoring a loved one.
I couldn’t have been more wrong. Any guesses?
By the time my husband swung the van into a parking lot and I exited, the balloons were already tucked inside the major-appliance-sized cardboard box. I’d missed the prime photo opp.
Still, I needed to learn the story behind the riverside gathering.
Turns out…ready for this? The group was there for a gender reveal party as in “Is it a boy or a girl?”
The obvious answer given the pink balloons is girl. I congratulated the father-to-be as he climbed a stairway from the river to parking lot. Noticing grey tinging his hair, I asked, “Your first?” I’m
nosy curious like that.
“My fourth, her first,” he answered.
What a joyous moment for the family and even strangers like me. A baby is always cause to celebrate.
TELL ME: What are your thoughts on gender reveal events/parties? Have you attended one? If yes, let’s hear details.
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