Oh BlueHouse, I love these ideas!
And Little Nell, my gift for her is a Bassinest stuffed with useful Babyganics products and extra hand made sheets. 'Cause I have a friend in the baby business + I can sew...
TL;DR Alert: I didn't want to give all the gory details, but this might help. DH was a widower. He married his high school sweetheart and they were happily wed for almost 25 years. She died fairly suddenly. We basically married on the rebound, eloping only six months after she passed away. (Don't worry, I'd known him for a decade and no, we weren't having an affair, and yes, we are living happily ever after. All of which is rough for those that knew and loved his first wife, the mother of this beautiful girl who's having her first baby.) Her family was not happy and I have never met them. So yes, they are hosting tomorrow's shindig, and I am touched they invited me and I am going with love in my heart and my head held high.
More TL;DR - DH's Mom (the great grandma) and her pal Al Z. Heimer live with us. They are She is coming with me to the shower. My alternate, super secret plan is to give her the bag stuffed with goodies so that 1). She doesn't feel left out. (She carries no purse at all, because, you know, Al.) and 2). Because it would be funny in a happy, she wouldn't be expecting it way if she won. And please understand that even if she has every.single.thing in her bag, she wouldn't necessarily be able to identify it, so the game will still be fun for everyone.
I realize this may cast a slightly different spin than my original post, but I was trying to omit identifying details, because this is not a journal entry. Now that I've spilled more beans, if you read this and recognize the story, please identify yourself as a fellow mustachian when we meet.