Friday, December 18, 2009

Just paint a big L on my forehead

Santa came early to my house this year... in the form of Stanley Steamer (or his ugly step brother whom, by the way, was tons cheaper.) Am I really that old (or big of a dork) that seriously, all I wanted for Christmas was to have my upholstery professionally cleaned? I laugh in the face of fancy jewelry or expensive electronics! Just give me a poop and barf free couch any day! So, Merry Christmas to me, and a Happy New Year to all who come to my house and sit on my sofa and chair.

As for other news around here, Olivia was invited to her first school friend party. I was a bit taken aback and have to say, am glad that we have plans to go out of town, otherwise I would have been in quite a pickel.

O has a "best friend" at school. And seriously, the semester without Rain might have been a disaster. But she and Rain have become fast friends. I was in the pick up line at school Wednesday behind Rain's mom. Rain came out of the school and she and her mom had a short conversation that I didn't pay any attention to, until I heard Rain say, Olivia Koproski. My ears perked up and then her mom said, "Well, we'll have to wait for her mom." Ummm... I'm standing right behind you, plus, we've been picking up our kids for 4 months together, how do you NOT know I belong to Olivia? whatever.

So I spoke up, "That's me." Rain's mom ran to her car and grabbed an invitation to a party. I got all excited because my daughter had been one of the chosen ones. I assumed it was Rain's birthday party. I got to the car and read over the invitation. Not a birthday party, a New Year's Eve party.

My 3 year old daughter had been invited to a party from 7pm until midnight (or I could pick her up the next morning if I wanted to, stated the invitation.) All from a mom who doesn't even know what I look like! WHAT THE FLIPPITY FLAP?

I don't even get invited to New Year's Eve parties. My girl goes to bed at 7:30; 8:00 if we're feelin' crazy! NO WAY is she staying up to watch the ball drop. She doesn't even have the courage to sleep in her own room if the fan isn't on, her 12 animals aren't with her and I don't run through my list of 17 good nights and I love yous. Could this mom be serious???

And so it begins... a future of mommy cop and no's that will break my kids' hearts. Feel free to leave me a comment and tell me I'm a lamo mom (and not just because I don't get invited to parties any more) and tell me how you would handle such a situation.

8 comments:

jenny from mommin' it up said...

Rain's mom has gotta be either crazy with a capital C or a glutton for punishment!

Susie said...

If I didn't have plans to be out of town, I would make them. Quick.

Susie said...

also, are my kids just slow, or is it not normal for a three year old to be able to remember the name "Olivia Koproski" without help? Maybe Rain IS old enough for new year's parties?

Amber said...

i don't think i was allowed to do school friend sleep-overs until middle school! good gravy Rain.

jenny said...

Wow! I am speechless. Lane's almost 8 and still hasn't been invited to a party such as this. She did get invited to a sleepover last year of a girl in her class, and we don't allow her to do sleepovers yet, so we had to break the news to her that she could go, but only until 10. Thankfully, there were several other parents who also made the same rule, so she wasn't the only kid who got picked up early. But, at 3! Wow! My 3 year old can't even say his own name yet! Let alone get invited to new year's eve parties. Your daughter is quite the socialite!

The Hardy's said...

Oh no E....it is already happening!! That is wild that we just talked about this kind of situation thinking in the future...guess the future is here!

KTC said...

I'll restrain myself from what I'd really like to write, because it contains expletives.... Nuts! crazy! no way!!

Katie O. said...

WOW. I can't go to the only New Year's Party I got invited to because it's 7 hours away..and I'm 18 years older than Olivia! Even if you didn't have plans, you are definitely allowed to tell her she couldn't go. Sleepovers were not allowed (even at the neighbors) until I was at least in second grade?