A baby shower for Trupe and Wonak.

It seems like an unusually high number of improvisers are having babies these days.

These things come in waves. One year everyone's getting married. Another year everyone's having kids. Improvisers, as a group, tend to make poor life decisions and delay adult responsibility as much as possible. So when you hit that wave of improv friends having babies, you know you're pretty far out to sea. (Speaking of being out to sea, I think I've followed this metaphor so far out I can't see the shore anymore.)

The shower was mostly Backrow cast members. The Backrow has a high baby to person ratio. There were four kids running around, being cute.

Wonak: Our baby better be this amusing.