Party of the Summer

I had a slumber party for my girls the weekend before last and it was a hit. I told the girls they could invite three friends each, what was I thinking, plus their little sister because I knew one of the lil’ sisters of their friends was coming to. So, now we’re up to 10 kids. Well, so and so heard about the party and called and was sad cause they weren’t invited and they saw so and so at the pool and they heard and next thing you know, I don’t know how many kids are showing up. We had been planning this shebang all summer and the opportunity presented itself to finally have it when I knew my roommates were headed out of town. So the girls have been AMPED up about it. I tell them to call their friends and remind them to bring bathing suits and pool passes (almost everyone that lives in my area belongs to the pools). The girls are so grown and are giving directions and I hear them providing the address and listing what will have planned for the evening. Awwwwww, so cute. I talk to a few parents, but not all, which I am surprised about. I guess I have met most of the parents at one previous school function or another. So, in addition to all these girls, they have called the boys and told them to meet us at the pool. HAAAAAA, no not funny really. So, we walk to the pool and no boys, whooo, thank goodness. I guess I spoke to soon because here they come and the parents are dropping them off. I have in my care now about 12 girls and 5 boys. I don’t know how teachers do it. We are only there for two hours, I can do this. We have one that gets made fun of and ends up crying, another that goes to bat for her and hits one of the boys, he gets a bloody nose and now I have to step in. I talk to them all and they all respect me and what I said, not that I was that worried cause I know most of these kids and their parents. Turns out one of the mothers of three of the boys can’t come pic them up yet, no biggie (just so happens to be the twin boys my girls have a crush on and their cousin). We allllllll walk back to my house and I cook. I cook a pack of hot dogs and 12 hamburgers, oh and three boxes of mac and cheese. These kids are starving, it’s about 8 now. Some how, still not sure how I did it, but I managed to feed them all, settle them down, get them out of wet clothes, make some of them take showers and sit down and eat myself. We all watched a movie together, “She’s the Man”. It starts to get pretty dark and I have sparklers that I told them we would do, so before it’s too late we pause the movie and head out to the driveway and light them up. I have Tricia helping me and the boys Mom shows up too. At this point I am EXHAUSTED and it’s only 930. We finish the movie, the boys are gone. We do crafts, make book marks, door hangers, and bracelets and them have a dance party. We play a couple games and them they dance again. Do they ever stop, am I crazy for doing this, when can I go to sleep. I decide it’s time to settle down again, pop in a movie, make 5 bags of popcorn and position them in their sleeping bags. It’s now about 2 and I head upstairs. I wake up around 3 something and smell something strong, so I peak to see what’s going on, now they are doing their nails, I just close my door and try to go back to sleep. I wake up again around 430 and all the girls are finally sleeping. Alarm goes off at 730, time to wake the first one up and get her fed and ready for her dad to pick her up. Once she is off, I start cooking. I make pancakes, eggs and fruit for the kids. After the last one is picked up, I head upstairs an sleep until 1.

I did it, and not only did I do it, I did it well and all the kids think I am the coolest and T and T are so happy and proud of their Momma. They have also informed me that on the first day of school, everyone was talking about their party and how cool it was and how "fun" you Mom is!!!!! I guess it was all worth it