Let me begin this post by offending half of the people who read my blog: I hate gender reveal parties.
I understand completely why people want to celebrate the upcoming arrival of their bundle of joy, and those few details that are knowable before birth. I recognize that it’s nice to have your excitement and enthusiasm shared by others. I had a Puppy Surprise toy as a kid, so can even appreciate the thrill that comes with seeing that glimpse of pink or blue. But I just can’t get onboard the gender reveal party train.*