The first sleepover has happened.
That is, with Sweet Pea and one of her 2 BFF’s. Who, btw, will be referred to throughout the remainder of the post as “J” 🙂 And in honor of the momentous occasion…a first sleepover for two 6-year-old besties…. I planned a girlie adventure, and set the bar kinda high. Shocker, huh? I settled upon a trip to a little girls’ paradise. Stay with me. I swear I’ll get to the details (and pictures), but first I have to tell you about what happened on the way over the hill.
(a bit of expository information )
The room Butter Bean and Sweet Pea share is a source of frustration. I can’t keep it clean and organized, and they won’t. Therefore, it is, quite honestly…the bane of my existence….on a daily basis. So I normally just leave it alone to avoid going bat-shit crazy. However, if company is coming over, I spit shine the entire house. Including their room. I imagine that most of you do the same with guests approaching the doorstep, right? If you don’t, you either have a housekeeper, or you’ve achieved a level of “I don’t give a rat’s ass” that I aspire to. Regardless, in my Friday morning, mad dash to clean shit stuff up, I happened upon a scrap of paper in their room upon which the sentence “I love ____” was written about six times. In a row, in Sweet Pea’s 1st grade handwriting. There was a name in the blank, but I’ve left it out to protect the innocent…lol. Anyway, I sort of giggled at the discovery, left it where I found it, and moved onto the organization of doll clothes and barbies into designated wooden bins.
Then, on the way to The Grove, this conversation happened:
J: I wonder where _____ lives?
SP: I don’t know.
Me: Who’s ____? (knowing full well who it is, because I have seen this little boy’s name written 3 hours earlier)
J: He’s a boy in our class.
SP: (giggling, but remaining silent)
Me: Oh. Who likes him?
J: I do. And so does SP.
SP: So does ___!!! (insert name of the other BFF who isn’t present)
Me: Wow. He’s popular! Why do all of you like him?
J: Because he’s hot!!! Except for that tooth. Something needs to be done about that.
Me: What??!!
J and SP, in unison: He has one tooth that is really big.
J: And kind of crooked.
SP: And he’s eight.
(giggles all around, including me–because I simply can’t believe what I am hearing)
Remember, they are six years old, so it’s all incredibly innocent, and cute, but the magnitude of their observation is not lost on me.
With this, Sugar Bean, in her infinite, 13 year-old wisdom says “This is going to be a problem in about 7 years.” I should add, that Butter Bean has remained silent the entire time, and I am waiting for her bombshell, which never comes. *whew* Not sure I could take much more, quite honestly. The conversation ends as a One Direction song comes on, and I am subjected to “road trip karaoke” for the next half hour. Swimming in a sea of awesome, right?
The good news is, we made it to our destination, which was The American Girl Store, where we had an appointment to have Savannah’s, Lauren’s, and Sally’s hair done. Before you ask….yes. They have an in-store salon for such affairs, and you can pick the hairstyle you want from a page full of possibilities, priced according to the complexity. Just like in real-life. If you want highlights, you gotta pay. The prices max out at $20, which is a far cry from what I fork over when my roots shine through, but still. I am not a doll. So, here is a glimpse of what it looks like. Notice SP’s doll…Savannah…sitting in the chair behind them 🙂
While the dolls were being treated to hair makeovers, we I decided to explore the store, and take advantage of a photo-op spot inside, and outside 🙂
After looking at every possible corner of the store, we picked up the dolls and headed out the door and across the street to our next destination….
Honestly, I never order dessert, hate chocolate, and avoid sugar like it’s acid. Not because I fear weight gain, or cancer, or any of the other effects said to be the result of too much sugar…but simply because I am not a sweet eater. My taste buds just prefer sour or salty. However, I do appreciate a good candy store, and holy hell….DYLAN’S is the very best one I’ve ever visited. The candy in there could have been laced with crack and I would have bought it for The Beans (plus one), simply because of the way it was displayed. And the background music was a remix of the theme from “Charlie and the Chocolate Factory” AND “Ice cream and Cake and Cake”. Talk about suggestive marketing. Screw subliminal…Dylan has it going on, and I’m certain he knows it.
Bags of candy in hand…and a call to The Man to see if he was gonna meet us (NO)…and we decided it was time to eat, for real. So, this was the scene at dinner:
Major props to our waiter, Michael, for enduring the high intensity sugar-rush that took over immediately after their food was consumed. I really hope the tip was enough 🙂
The ride home was priceless. More road trip karaoke involving “Trouble” by Taylor Swift, which Sugar Bean managed to record on her phone, but I can’t figure out how to upload for your enjoyment. Major fail, I know. My apologies. But the night continued to be a party. Fingernails were painted, popcorn was popped, movies were watched, farting noises with a strategically placed straw in an armpit resonated at unnatural volumes(gee…I wonder who taught them THAT?).
And then came bedtime, which got off to a fantastic start, and ended with me making the 10 minute drive to her house, with a tearful J at 12:30 am. Bless her heart, she fought the good fight, and wanted to stay, but just wasn’t comfortable. I totally get it. First sleepovers are scary at six.
Wait..who am I kidding? First sleepovers are scary. Period.
But there is always next time 🙂
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Regardless of the 12:30 am trip home, that is a first sleepover that they will NEVER FORGET!! Talk about girl heaven! Way to set the bar IMPOSSiBLY high!!
I would gladly do it all over again….we had THE BEST TIME 🙂
OMG, this is so cute!!!! I love that you made it such a big deal for them, and that J had to go home at 12:30 am. Was she mortified? I’m going to have to post about a bad sleepover experience I had when I was 7. I was unable to sleep at anyone’s house until I was 12!!!!
Well, you only have a 1st sleepover once, so it needed to be special! I can only imagine what happened to traumatize you out of sleepovers until you were 12. You MUST blog about it!!
Sounds like the perfect day. I’ve heard wonderful things about Dylan’s Candy Bar!
I don’t even like candy and I want to LIVE at Dylan’s 🙂