It was with a wee bit of trepidation that we entered into the world of ten-year-old girls sleeping over last evening. Anne Frank had a point - girls can be moody, girls can be dramatic, and girls can be just plain nasty. You know it's true. Admit it.
But, not these five.
These five, though they are not daily buddies - some of them didn't even know each other until Friday afternoon - had a wonderful time celebrating our daughter's birthday and just enjoying one another's company for 18 hours. I heard nary a disparaging word. Not an ounce of drama. And I stayed up almost as late as they did. (*ahem*)
Now, boys - no, they don't tend to be moody or dramatic - just gross. That, coupled with the fact that he would have been a splinter constantly festering under the skin of the girls' collective finger, is why we sent the boy to stay with one of his friends (whose sister was here for the party.) Though we had five and that unsuspecting couple only had two, they deserve a bigger trophy - in the shape of a can of Lysol ... or a gas mask. Enough said.
But, the girls? Laughter and just plain fun ...
Someone Let the Dogs Out :)
Stacked-Mattress Surfing? But where's that pea, Princess?
I was surprised, delighted, and grateful all at the same time. And now I am just tired. And thankful.
Thank you for letting us come to your party, honey. I never thought I'd say this, but we had a great time!