It’s Saturday night as I’m writing this. Hopefully on Sunday morning, as you’re actually reading this, I will still be coherent. No promises though, as Helena is having a friend spend the night.
Zoe’s all “been there, done that, can’t wait to do it again” with sleepovers, having done them for years now. Helena has spent the night at friends’ houses before, but this is her first sleepover at home, not counting the one a couple of years ago with both of her cousins. At that one, all three girls ran around our house for hours and hours and hours and ultimately refused to go to sleep until 2:00 a.m., only to wake up at 4:00 a.m., bright eyed and bushy tailed like little baby chipmunks on crack. At one point, Nate threatened to ship them all to Tanzania if they didn’t quit it already. Zoe offered to drive them to the airport on her bike.
Needless to say, Helena has been so excited, bouncing off the walls all day, asking me every twenty minutes exactly how much time remained before her friend arrived and life would be worth living again. I didn’t mind the first 15 times or so, but when she started to ask that same question in thirty second intervals, I threatened to duct tape the clock to her face. She preferred to drag a chair and sit in front of it. Smart girl.
I’ll put Helena and her friend to bed around 10:30 p.m., and they’ll probably laugh and giggle and get up for blanket straightening and drinks and potty breaks approximately 482 times and then hopefully fall asleep around midnight. They can wake up Sunday morning whenever they want, but they’re under strict orders not to leave Helena’s bedroom until at least 7:00 a.m., at which time pancakes and donuts will be served with a smile and the one-way tickets to Tanzania will be put away for safe keeping. After I yank them from Nate’s death grip.
Right now, however, I’m going to sneak into the kitchen to quietly gobble up all but two Wegman’s Valentine’s Day cookies and then I’m going to call the girls down to show them the two Valentine’s Day cookies we bought especially for them because what they don’t know, won’t hurt them.
I have to say, I absolutely LOVE the sound of their laughter echoing through our house right now. Gives me warm fuzzies.
Since I mentioned Helena’s cousins above, I’ll leave you with a post I did about the communion gift we gave one of them last year. It’s still one of my favorite crafty moments to date: Burst of Creativity
Off to scarf down a cookie. Or ten.
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12 thoughts on “Sunday regurgitation for 2/15/09”
LOL! Gotta love those sleepovers! Hannah hasn’t had one, yet! That’s ok with me! lol James, on the other hand, has had a few and begged to have his best friend over this weekend for one. sigh..both me and Jim have to be in a special, very special mood for James’s friend and a all nighter. He has ADHD and even with his medication can be found either swinging from our chandelier, bouncing from furniture to furniture or if he gets outside? The roof… Still LOVE that cross btw 😀 2 words. BLOG STORE.
I really needed a good laugh this morning. you have a great prespective on things.
I love sleepovers. When I can get the daughter out of the house 🙂 She has a good friend who she’s had sleepovers with several times. But yes, the sound of happy giggling is the best ever. I love it when my wife and daughters are playing in the house, romping and giggling.
Now you just wait until your children are young adults (and still living at home because it’s impossible in these economic times for them to move out) and they have sleep overs. There’s still giggling, but there is a slightly different tone to it. Eeeeuuuuw! The cross is beautiful, what a fabulous idea. You need an Etsy store most definetly.
I remember those days, but they were long ago as my girls are now 26 and 24. The time goes by too quickly!
We resist sleepovers if at all possible. We average one night every two years – and even that is TOO MUCH.
Hope you (and they) survive.
Haven’t hung round here is ages – good to be back 🙂
Hehe sleepovers .. only the big one has sleepovers here, mind you all three boys join in .. but luckily they tend to consist of an evening in front of the x-box, followed by crashing out on the mattresses in the family room in front of a movie. I chuck them an occaisional pizza, some drink bottles and maybe icecream cones later in the evening .. in the morning we wake to them already playing the x-box very quietly, as they know it will go off once we are up!
as possible: no sleepovers for us LOL
Hi! It’s me “Retro Heather”! Your sleepover sounds so fun (for the girls). When I was young, long LONG ago, I used to look forward to those with such glee. I still remember a lot of them and that’s saying a lot because I have an awful memory.
little baby chipmunks on crack…LOL That is sooo what my daughter is like when her friends come over for sleepovers. I think that she is the queen of sleepovers as she went on her first one at 6 months of age and has been going on them regularly ever since. next week she is off to the community center for a 11/12 year old dance and then back here for a sleepover with two girlfriends. the house will stink of nail polish, be filled with silly laughter and fun will be had by all!
Awwww, sleepovers! Brings back such fun memories! I love the reference to little baby chipmunks on crack…totally sums it up!!!
Oh, I love sleepovers. I used to look forward for all the fun. Miss it very much.