June 11, 2013

Saturday Night: Mia's Tale

As I mentioned yesterday, Mia went to her first sleepover on Saturday night. Owen, as you've learned, had his own plans for the evening. Mia, well, she didn't know what to expect.

When Mia gets nervous she talks. Mia always talks but when she's nervous it's impossible to stop the stream of consciousness that flows from her mouth. Mia is almost never nervous which makes this a pretty rare thing. (For the record, the moment Mia stepped off the stage after her first performance in a lead kid's role a couple years back, I asked her if she was nervous. She looked at me like I had three heads and asked, why would I be?) The conversation was one sided and Mia's contribution was something like this:

Dad, I'm just nervous. I know it's going to be okay and that I'm going to have fun because pizza and cake and a Barbie movie, right, so it's going to be okay but I can't help feeling a bit nervous but I know this family is pretty much like a second family and if there's anything I need or I'm scared about I can talk to them and why would I be scared anyway because it's a party for my, like, BFF and it's going to be so much fun that I can't wait but still, dad, I'm a little nervous because of, you know, my brain and where do you think we're going to sleep or really do you think we're going to sleep because there's not much slumber at a slumber party just pizza and cake and I hope I'm able to fall asleep though because I don't want to be the last kid awake...that just makes me nervous, dad, I'm nervous.

I got her out of the car, took her into our friends' place and she disappeared. I saw her reemerge with a drink that looked distinctly blue and filled with sugar, gave the parents a look that meant better you than me and hopped back in the car.

The phone rang a couple of times that night. Beth and I looked at each other worried that it was the you need to come pick up your kid call...but that never happened. I picked her up the next morning, sugar-buzzed and sleepy reporting all about the wonderful time she'd just had once she got over herself.

Slumber party, check. Another weekend, another milestone.

Posted by Chris at June 11, 2013 8:09 AM

I'm so happy that Mia had such a wonderful slumber party!

Posted by: Mindy at June 11, 2013 6:54 PM

My first real sleepover was at 7 years old and I called my parents to come get me. What I never told them was the movie we watched was Carrie. Thank god you had good sleepover parents lol

Posted by: That Girl at June 14, 2013 6:28 PM