After a crazy weekend running around with girl and an entire day in a high school gym watching volleyball, we finally got a quiet day at home on Sunday.
As nature abhors a vaccuum, thus also teen girls abhor a quiet day at home. The requests started pouring in at about 1:00pm. (Which would be easier to deal with if they arose sometime before 11:00am) Now, I know that plenty of people have to go to the grocery store on the weekends. In fact, tons of people go right after church on Sunday. But as I am not currently employed in an extracurricular job, I don't have to. And for Kevin? Take him to grocery store at 3:30 pm any day. His head will explode. On the weekend? Global Thermo-Nuclear War.
Naturally, when Celia
Our refusal set the girl off on a tirade. Why? Why? "I NEED this stuff" A rant that lasted 45 minutes. Easily.
But soon quiet reigned.
And then I got the text message:
*: Mom, i need u 2 take me 2 jewel.
Sophie: Mom i got IT!!!!! Please dont go around telling every1. (obviously I have blown that clause)
Sniff. My baby is a young woman now... She still doesn't want to talk about any of it. But there you go. Apparently she remembers the "talk" that I gave to her sister and her friend, Cate
Sadly, after I helped her out? She spent the rest of the evening downstairs on the phone calling all of her girlfriends. She was the last of the big girls in her class to get hers. Apparently they have been waiting for her to join the club.
Me? I had no one to watch the Oscar Red Carpet with.... which was sad as she used to sit with me and make fun of the dresses. Kevin just doesn't have the skills... and I am tired of hearing about the time he saw Anne Hathaway's ass in person.