The definition of a last hurrah is as such: the last time you go out overnight with your spouse in complete freedom, unencumbered by a diaper bag or worrying about feedings, before your newborn baby arrives.
The secondary reason a couple would go on a Last Hurrah is to pick out the tag-along baby’s name.
We did go on a Last Hurrah this past weekend, BUT we did not accomplish the desired result of a baby name for Sweet Pea. However, the little girl did make her presence known. I had contractions the entire weekend.
I wish I could tell you the four names on the list and take a blog vote, but I can’t.
Vanilla Italian Cream Soda
But I am showing you a few pictures of our fun weekend.
Slow Foods Garden in Downtown Indy
We were pretty excited about the design of this garden . . . and hope to model some of its layout in our garden this coming spring.
Kayaking along the Canal
Enjoying the Indianapolis Museum of Art
The view for my Quiet Time
And I know you are waiting for our traditional and very mature pictures of what is allowed as a very special treat in our family . . . adults included in this particular circumstance. The family rule is that if you stay in a hotel you get to jump on the bed. We couldn’t let our boys down! They were expecting a picture.
And I know you want to see a pregnant lady jump on a bed . . .
Hope you had a good weekend!
