Aug
17

Wanna Sleep Over?

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Well, my girls made it through their first sleep over.  Wait.  Scratch that.  Becca made it through her first sleepover.

My friend up the street had some girls over for the night.  They started out with a tent outside, a craft and a campfire.  There were lots of kids (from 2 years old up to 9 or 10 years old) at the campfire.  I had a feeling that Chloe wouldn’t sleep over…and I was fine with that.  I told both of the kids that if they wanted to come home, no big deal.  I’m only three houses away.  Chloe is the kind of kid who, when she gets tired, she just wants her bed.

Around 10:00 or 10:30, there was a knock on my back door.  There was Chloe with one of the other moms from the neighborhood.  She announced that she was ready to come home.  She was fine, though.  As soon as she walked into the house, she burst into tears.  “I missed you, Mommy!!!!”  ::swoon::  I was secretly happy that she missed me.  Don’t get me wrong, I was enjoying a little bit of ‘me’ time.  I did some work on the laptop and watched Dexter (something I DEFINITELY can’t watch when the kids are around!!!).  Anyway, Chloe came in, cozied in on the couch and fell asleep watching an episode of Spongebob.

When Chloe came home, I called to check on Becca.  Now, she told me that she was going to stay the whole night.  She was pretty determined.  By this time of night, my friend brought the girls inside to watch a movie and set up shop in the family room (we ALL knew they wouldn’t sleep in the tent all night!).  She said that Becca was doing just fine, and I told her to call if there were any problems.

Well, no calls.  There were four girls for the sleepover (the girl who lives there (5), Becca (6) and two other girls, ages 8 and 9).  I did get a call around 7:45 in the morning.  They called to invite Chloe down for breakfast.  Down we went, and it was just super-cute.  There were fuzzy slippers, robes, and messy hair.  The girls stayed down there for an hour or so while I came home.  After they came back into the house, Becca sat next to me and was just…well…bitchy.  I chalked it up to lack of sleep (turns out they didn’t go to sleep until about midnight, and woke up at 7:00).  I calmly told her that if she is going to be crabby every time she comes home from a sleep over, that maybe we shouldn’t do sleep overs.  Then it came…

“But Mommy!!!  I missed you!!!!!”

Awwww, shucks.  I have to admit, as they were eating their pancakes that morning, I felt sort of sad that Becca didn’t need me.  But that crying, the crying that usually makes me cringe?

That made me feel secretly happy.

Sssshhhhhh, don’t tell :)

Categories : kids, motherhood

Comments

  1. Jenn says:

    I will not tell a soul because as mine gain independence in small ways like that, I rejoyce inside too!

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