Daughter #2 had a meltdown 'cause she hated her outfit and didn't want to go to the B-Day party. The real reason was she was hungry, but do you think she would eat what I offered her? Nooooo...... She decided not to go to the party, but after eating her dinner, while my husband and I are eating OUR dinner, she pops in (with the same outfit she had the meltdown over) and asked if we could take her to the party after all. 2 hours late -
The D#1 was asked to cover for her friend (who snuck out of the sleep over to egg houses with two boys, 16!) thus prompting a call from the mom to ME thanking me for "hosting her daughter". So the conversation was a bit confusing as the other mom was ready to rip my head off as she thought I was in charge of the sleepover. I was not in charge of anything except a crying D#2.
See next paragraph.
THEN - it turns out a mom read her daughter's diary to ANOTHER MOM, thus prompting massive humiliation on the part of every kid named in the diary! So once again D#2 was crying her eyes out, feeling betrayed, and I had to control my urge to throttle said mom.
THIS WAS JUST FRIDAY NIGHT!
Saturday afternoon then rolls around: D#1 slept through the time she supposed to be at surprise party and when i tried to wake her - she lashed out and called me a name! At least she apologized. D#2 wanted to go to the movies with her friend, but doesn't want to have dinner with her. How do you do this, I wonder, as the show is at 7PM? She changes her mind and then doesn't want to go out with her friend at all. But then pesters ME on "what to say?" I say, "Tell the truth". She says that NEVER WORKS.
OMG - give me a cup of calming tea or I am running away on JetBlue.
