1. First, we need to change the name of these damn things. These events are in no way “Sleep” overs. “Stay” screaming, giggling, eating, being as loud as humanely possibly overs. This would be much more accurate!
2. Caffeine is required. New rule for a more civilized suburb society: If you take your daughter to one of these “Stay” overs, take along a cup of coffee for the stressed out hostess, she’s gonna need it. (and quite possibly develop a super mad girl crush on you)
3. Food. You think you have enough? You don’t. Pre-teen girls are like pit bulls. Cute and innocent looking on the outside, much like a starving pack of wild animals when put together in a pack. All the gossiping, laughing and random dancing makes them bottomless pits.
4. Stock up on Tylenol, Advil or whatever is your current headache drug of choice. If the ear splitting rendition of 12 girls singing along to “Fat Bottom Girls they make the rockin girls go round!!” Glee style doesn't get you, all the head shaking from the “I can’t believe I just heard that.” to “Did they just eat 6 pizzas, 3 bags of chips, a giant bowl of popcorn and a platter of fruit?” will. Promise.
5. Prepare yourself for a reality check. You know how you secretly think you are kind of a cool Mom? You know firm but friendly and often with good hair? Well, at about 2:15am when it is getting noticeably louder instead of dying down to a dull roar, this perception of yourself will be changed in a big bad way. You will no longer be a cool Mom. Sadness. You will be the Mom going down two flights of stairs in your Lulu yoga pants (cool Mom) all stompy like to tell those girls it is time to “SHOOSH” ( uncool Mom) Being a grown up is hard.
6. LAST. The next morning when you have served waffles, bacon, fruit and three kinds of juice to an extra ten bleary eyed girls and you are feeling kinda proud, and slightly victorious for making it through the night unscathed….DON’T! The worst part of the “Stay” over is yet to come ~ the emotional, teary eyed, exhausted, refused to take a nap because she is a teenager now and doesn’t need one part!! Deep breath.
Ahhh, isn’t life grand!









26 comments:
Very Funny! Glad you survived it!
I'm giggling over here, but I send my sympathy.
Please remind me why I want our future children to be girls? After reading this, I'm thinking boys are just grand.
So so true!!! My daughter had a sleepover for her 11 year old birthday party. It was exactly as you describe. Except for the next one, I'll make sure I have coffee! That was missing and desperately needed.
So this is what I have to look forward to huh? Thank you for the pointers....sounds like I'm going to need them. :)
Is it weird that this kind of made me long for the olden days of attending sleepovers?
Solid tips for a shaky experience. My first visit to your corner of sublogia and enjoying it.
Thanks for the advice. I'm glad I have a few more years till I have to do that.
oh goodness...we are still at the age where it is limited to cousins but i feel your pain even with that...and i know it will only get worse...lol
I can relate 100%!
Too funny! And true. :) Thanks for visiting my blog and for your condolences.
Wow this sounds fun! With our teen boy, it's just opposite with regard to the napping. He wants to sleep the next day away so he won't able to sleep the next night! How much fun is this?!?
So true, so true! They should be called "Sleep" overs with air quotes!
My daughter is 5-months old today. I'm going to pretend like this is never going to happen!
Oh, I can SOOOO feel your pain. My son went to a "sleep"over recently and there was not 5 minutes of sleep!! Initially I was mad a the parents for allowing this to happen but really, who can stay awake to make sure they're asleep? I hate "sleep"overs:(
This sounds exactly like how i remember them! I feel for you!
Yay, you made it! You're alive. Ish. Great tips, S! Thanks for them. :) Forewarned is forearmed. Mine is 7 -- and I'm already scared. xo
Haha, I love this. I bet you are a super cool mom.
My oldest is my 13 year old son, and It is a fine line we walk between being cool and being the parent. Dang it all to heck!!
You got that right! Glad you survived it.
It gets better. At least they enjoy being at your house.
Tell them you put the Swag in Swagu.
Youll be forever cool in their eyes.
Would you believe that my daughter never wanted a group slumber party? She went to them frequently, but I never had to host one. Now I'm SO glad!
Hmmm I really wonder if I want to allow stay- overs after this. Glad you survived. And yea, sometimes being the mom means not being cool- but that is how you know you really are a good mom.
You just talked me in to never hosting a sleepover at my house. Ever.
LOVE THIS!
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I'm kinda hoping to avoid this whole thing since I only have boys...
Oh my. I am not looking over to the sleepover days. And I got boys... will my walls and furniture survive?
"They eat like pitbulls"...yep, you got that one right too!!!
You learn a little bit each time you have one of these shindigs....and then, they don't have them anymore. :)
Enjoy!
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