We all know it’ll be one or the other - a boy or a girl. Just as long as it’s healthy, right? Not having any first-hand experience in this area, I would qualify as a disinterested third party. That said, it is the relatively new phenomena of “Gender Reveal” events that has caught my attention recently.
Based on my apparent old-school way of thinking, if the time had ever come when I had one on the way, I would expect the gender reveal would occur when the doctor walked into the waiting room and announced, “It’s a boy!” At which time, all those present with me in the waiting room would’ve been handed a cigar that I would have pre-purchased, each wrapped with a little blue band that said, “It’s a boy.” I believe I actually have one of those cigars stored away in a box somewhere that was given to me many years ago. Who it was who gave it to me has long since been purged from my memory. The old cigar is in pretty bad shape. Nevertheless, that was how a gender reveal would’ve unfolded in my traditional little world.
My, how that has all changed over the past ten years. Gender reveal parties have become quite the thing. Gender reveal is where some clever method is used to reveal the sex of the expected baby to a gathering of family and friends. The reveal parties have evolved from simple to extravagant. What might have at one time been a simple release of balloons – pink or blue – has now ballooned into much more. It feels a little like folks are trying to out-do each other for that coveted social media spotlight. And some of these events have actually become quite dangerous.
Prior to writing this article, I was aware of several incidents that had occurred where people got hurt during gender reveal events, especially with problems related to gender reveal explosive devices. That aspect was to be included as part of this article. But then, as I was in the midst of writing this, two pilots were killed when their airplane crashed as they towed a sign reading “It’s a girl!” over a gender reveal party. It’s all very sad and one can only hope that others learn from these gender reveal misfortunes. For my money, I still like the balloon idea. It is low risk and yet still effective.
On the other side, I think it would be a hoot to gather your friends together for dinner and host an adult gender reveal party. Sure, you think you know Bill and Sam very well, but do you really? You could hand out a pink cap and a blue cap to each guest and go one at a time around the room. Friendly wagering could be encouraged prior to each reveal, as the party goer eventually puts on the correct cap declaring their true gender. Who knows what new knowledge might be gained from such a night.
Or maybe not. In keeping with our “Don’t Ask - Don’t Tell” society, perhaps remaining in the dark on this issue is preferable among your circle of friends. Alternatively, you could just watch what public bathroom they go into. Again, friendly wagering would apply.
Unrelated, what did the fish say when it swam headfirst into a cement wall? “Dam.”
Johnny McNally is Grimes County’s Best Dressed Businessman advocating for Grimes County and writes a bi-weekly column for the Navasota Examiner.