A. Seventeen 9/10 year old girls, one house, two adults for a Friday-Saturday sleepover.
Q. How do you officially declare yourself insane?
Welcome to last Friday night, as I helped my BFF throw an epic slumber party birthday celebration. Her daughter ALM invited every girl in her class because she didn’t want anyone to feel left out. Plus they threw a surprise birthday party for another girl whose birthday party was ruined by a girl scout camp out a few weeks earlier. Only one girl in the class couldn’t make the party–which made for one loud evening of laughter, singing and dancing. Talk about fun on a Friday night!
A. Hindsight is 20/20
Q. Would you ever do something like this again?
One by one as the children were dropped off, many of the other parents were asking, “Are you going to stay and help?” To which my BFF would say, “I was not doing this by myself!” I smiled and noted I was spending the night as well. Several parents smiled back and said out loud, “You are brave women” to which we replied, “Let’s hope that is true!”
A. Split into four groups, the girls were much more manageable, especially when making pizza.
Q. Did you use any special technique to keep from going totally insane?
The evening activities included making pizza for consumption, decorating cupcakes for desert; trying not to overdo the sugar quotient (right?), decorating sleep masks (the majority of which were worn to sleep that night), playing a guessing game (Which celebrity are you?) Watching the “birthday” girls open their presents, sing karaoke, sing in unison and then retiring to the basement to watch a movie. I can’t tell you how many times we had to stop the movie because keeping all seventeen quiet (so others could watch the movie) was darn near impossible. One girl told her mom at pick-up they needed to rent the movie so she could figure out what it was all about.
A. A prize was given for the first person asleep. A prize was not given for last awake, simply because by then, we wanted them up and ready to go home.
Q. How did you survive the night?
In the morning, I pulled out my iPod dock and played music from a “Now That’s What I Call Music” download I purchased a few months ago. Let the dance party commence! All the girls began dancing on the table, singing along with the song, wanting to switch to the next song. “Do you have any Lady GaGa?” One girl asked, “I love her, I want to be just like her when I grow up!” Scary thought right there. Another little girl approached us and said, “You are the coolest moms!” Which made me feel special. Another girl came in looking uncomfortable then said, “I don’t know any of this music they’re listening to. At my house it either Country music or K-love (Christian music station). My BFF and I laughed because, my Ipod contains more Christian music than not. She just needed to find the right channel.
A. A tie. The clock inching toward pick up time and the first parent who arrived to pick up her child.
Q. What was your favorite moment of the sleepover?
In all honesty, we had a great time. A scream fest–which I tried to upload, but wordpress doesn’t like screaming 9/10 year old girls. I kept telling the doll “I’m not your Mom here, just another parent”, because I didn’t want her to think I was singling her out, for bad behavior. She appreciated this I think, until the time came for us to leave. “Mom you were a chaperone, I have to be the last one to leave…” she argued. “Doll, I have things I need to accomplish before noon…we’re leaving!” What she was really upset about was ALM had opened the make-up kit she received the night before and the girls were beginning to play with all the different colors of eye shadow. “You didn’t even give me have a chance to try one on!” the doll said angrily to me. “Sorry doll, but I’m done.” I replied as we walked out the door for home.
A. The expression on my BFF’s face when learning her daughter has a “boyfriend” because they wear matching bracelets and stare at one another all day at school.
Q. What was the most hysterical part of the evening?
“No, ALM doesn’t have a boyfriend” my BFF insisted to the girls. “Yes she does!” came all the other girls. As she ascended the stairs into her kitchen I smiled and said, “By the way, did you know I went to school with a couple who started “dating” in 4th/5th grade who are married to each other today?” “You’re not making this easy on me are you” she said bewildered. Smiling I patted her on her back and said, “Well at least you know his parents.”