Last Friday Taylor was invited to sleepover at her friends house and I was totally freaking out about it. So many things running through my head:
- She has never done this before
- Its all the way on base
- What if she doesn't sleep
- What if something happened and I couldn't get there fast enough etc etc
Then I starting thinking like a normal person (I have special tablets,lol) and started thinking:
- OMG she is going to have the best time
- What is she going to remember from this very first sleep over
- The memories will be priceless
- She will love every minute of it
Best of all, I know she is safe!! So we dropped her off at 5pm on Friday and picked her up at 10.30 on Saturday. She didn't want to come home, she was FULL of excitement. Sherra (The Mom) told me that they started off with pizza and cookies then games and nail painting, followed by hide and seek and a movie, and finally bath (with bath paints) and story then bed. Can you blame her for not wanting to come home.
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