So, There We Were
I forgot my camera cable so I can't post photos until I get home of the awesome hotel rooms my husband arranged for Ana's overnight birthday party. I am having one of those days where I appreciate my husband and how much he does to make things run smoothly in my life...I guess I should tell him.
Anyway, here I am. In a hotel, overnight, with four Tweens, who have, very remarkably, much higher volume and pitch than when the number is less. It's very interesting. I'm sure you are fascinated.
Okay, so that's all the blogging I got done from the party. For some reason, I thought I'd have a lot of time on my hands, because I assumed the girls would be doing their own thing and not want me to be a part of it.
I was right about that part.
I was wrong about how much I would feel I needed to clandestinely supervise them while they were in the swimming pool, though. And not because they weren't all great swimmers--they were.
It was really because of how beautiful they were, with the long, lanky grace of wild colts. And how conscious I was of the responsibility of all that beauty being on my watch. Suddenly, every single male human I saw, with the exception of my husband, scared the bejesus out of me. I didn't really even want the girls swimming in the same POOL as boys.
Honestly, my reaction totally shocked me. It's like right then and there, I officially began to pay for everything I put my parents through as a teenager. Welcome to the rest of my life.
Y'all, this is not going to be pretty. And Ana's only ELEVEN.
I do think that everyone, with the exception of this worried Mama Bear, had a good time. And mercifully, the girls fell asleep at midnight.
After I doubled checked all the locks and stole all of their shoes, so did I.
What a great mom you are to throw such a fun party!
I'm told the transformation to teen-ager, with the accompanying interest in boys and fashion and all that is sudden and irreversible.
It seems like just yesterday I was washing these impossibly small little tiny socks. Now I'm washing teeny tiny little bras.
I'm so glad to hear Ana had a great birthday party!
(I'm at work...I should be working...instead I'm trying to catch up on my blog reading...)