A few weeks ago I opened an email from a friend whose daughter was in Emma’s class last year. This particular email was an invitation to a “sort of” sleepover. Emma was invited to her first sleepover!
What? A sleepover? She is only 7 years old! She’s not ready for this! I’M not ready for this!
After reading the invite for a second time I realized that it was from 5-9pm, not overnight. Whew.. The girls were to bring a doll and wear their pajamas. The plan was to eat pizza, watch an American Girl movie, and be silly. Emma would love it! Soooo, being the awesome mom that I am, I went out and bought her a new gown to wear to the party and told her that she had been invited. She was so excited about it! She smiled from ear to ear when I told her.
I realized at that moment that my little girl is not quite as little anymore. She is growing each day, both physically and emotionally. She is growing in wisdom and maturity, too. She was okay with the idea of going somewhere without me. I realized that I’m going to have to start letting go just a teeny tiny bit.
She asked questions about the sleepover several times a day until the day finally came. When we got to the front door at her friend’s house she held Caroline snug at her chest and smiled her shy smile… There was a sign on the door that said ‘Girls Only Party.’ In a house with two brothers, this must have been a nice change. When she saw her friends she walked right in and didn’t look back.
Ian picked her up from the “sort of” sleepover. When she came home she found me in my bed reading and couldn’t wait to tell me all about it. I couldn’t wait to hear all about it!!! She snuggled up with me under the covers and giggled as she talked. They had, indeed, eaten pizza and watched a movie. The girls put on a dance show with their dolls as the audience. It sounded like there was plenty of giggling and playing. Overall, she had a wonderful time with her friends!
I’m grateful for friendships that our family has been blessed with. I’m grateful that she had the chance to do something so fun. Maybe I’ll get brave and have the next “sort of” sleepover at our house. 🙂