Nina has had quite a weekend! We just got home from Sesame Place tonight (I'll post that tomorrow when I get a chance to upload pictures), but Saturday night was the much anticipated sleepover party for Emme's 6th birthday. Nina was so excited to go, and she was telling us that she was planning on spending the night, but Mark and I had our doubts. We really thought we'd be getting the call late Saturday night to come pick her up. We planned our night accordingly. After dropping her off at the Williams house and getting Lyla to bed at 8:00, we arranged for a babysitter to stay at the house while we went out for a nice late dinner. We chatted a little about the kids while we were out. We reminisced a bit about a time just three weeks or so after Nina was born (so almost exactly four years ago) that our friends, the Clarkes, came over and stayed with Nina while we went out to dinner for the first time since she was born. Dinner on that occasion was very much an escape from a difficult newborn - we didn't want to go home. We laughed about how that seemed like so long ago, but how we realized how much Nina has grown up in the recent months. We still thought we'd get the call to pick her up...
However, the call came in around 9:30 that night that she really wanted to stay over. I talked to her, and she sounded confident that she wanted to sleep over with all the other girls, so we finished up dinner and headed back home, but I still kept my cell phone on - still thinking we'd get the call. Well, we never got the call. She did great hanging with the big girls my sister said. The next morning when I was getting ready to go over and pick her up, Mark said, "I can't believe we didn't get the call." He gave me a big hug and said, "Our little girl is growing up," and I couldn't tell if I was happy or sad. I was happy for her. She was two years younger than all the other girls, and she wanted to much to be able to hang with them, and she did. So, I was happy for her. I was a little sad though because it seems lately like she's growing up so fast. After I dropped her off at the party, I came down where all the girls were hanging out to give her a kiss and say goodbye, and she said, "Ok, mom, I'll see you later," while giving me a quick peck for a kiss, and I could tell she was ready to be one of the girls.
I wish I could have been a fly on the wall, taking some pictures of the girl-craziness. From what my sister said, it was pretty wild. However, I did get a picture with she and Ryleigh and Emme the morning after the big party. You can tell she's a little wiped out.
However, the call came in around 9:30 that night that she really wanted to stay over. I talked to her, and she sounded confident that she wanted to sleep over with all the other girls, so we finished up dinner and headed back home, but I still kept my cell phone on - still thinking we'd get the call. Well, we never got the call. She did great hanging with the big girls my sister said. The next morning when I was getting ready to go over and pick her up, Mark said, "I can't believe we didn't get the call." He gave me a big hug and said, "Our little girl is growing up," and I couldn't tell if I was happy or sad. I was happy for her. She was two years younger than all the other girls, and she wanted to much to be able to hang with them, and she did. So, I was happy for her. I was a little sad though because it seems lately like she's growing up so fast. After I dropped her off at the party, I came down where all the girls were hanging out to give her a kiss and say goodbye, and she said, "Ok, mom, I'll see you later," while giving me a quick peck for a kiss, and I could tell she was ready to be one of the girls. I wish I could have been a fly on the wall, taking some pictures of the girl-craziness. From what my sister said, it was pretty wild. However, I did get a picture with she and Ryleigh and Emme the morning after the big party. You can tell she's a little wiped out.
And if I had any worries about her growing up too fast - it all got erased as soon as we pulled into the garage at our house from the party. She was too tired to even walk in, was a whiney/grumpy mess of a little girl, and I was quite convinced we haven't crossed the line into "big girl" world quite yet! :) There's still penty of time for that, but she kept it together for the party and festivities then crashed, and with that, I can identify a lot with!
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