A: “Emmy? Can I come to your birthday party? Can I come, please?”
E: (with an exasperated sigh) “Yes, Addie. My party is going to be at our house – you will have to be there!”
Oh, I have heard this conversation, or a very similar one, at least twenty times in the past two days. It is so very sweet to hear Ad asking with such hopefulness if she is going to be included on the “list.” And so funny to hear Em patronizingly and maturely answer with just a hint of an “I told you already” or “We’ve been through this before” in her voice. So wise beyond her almost five years.
Em’s little friend from school (also an Emma – but not the little Emma that we have talked of before, yet another – a 3rd Emma – Emma C.!) had a birthday and zoo trip today. Em was so excited that she got to go with her friend Emma C., Emma C.’s mom and their other little best friend from school, Ella, on a date without Mommy or Addie! (Confused yet?)
Poor little Addie was not as excited. This is the third birthday party that Em has attended in the past few months, and Addie has been left home with Mommy.
Plus, we have been making plans for our big birthday party next week, so I think Ad is feeling a little left out and worried that she might not get to go to Emma Grace’s party either. And pretty much every moment of our week has been in
negotiations discussion about who was going to get to come to the party. Our little attorney-in-training started with inviting the whole class. Yeah. Twenty kids and parents.
Mommy talked her into maybe 3 or 4 of her closest friends.
Until she listed “Emma, Ella, Kate, oh and then I need to invite Henry, Thomas and Vincent, too. They are all our ‘dudes’.”
Dudes? What?! Apparently the girls chase, yes you read that right, chase the boys on the playground and yell “hey, dude!” at them. I am not entirely sure why or what to think about that, but I am entirely sure that I do not want to encourage the boy chasing.
So, now I have stressed that we are only inviting girls. I know, I know – Timmy invited everyone in the class, girls and boys – but we are doing a nice small party. With. Just. Girls.
T-5 days and counting until my little girl will turn five. Has anyone invented that machine to make time stand still yet? Anyone? Anyone….
(More cute photos brought to you courtesy of the avocado tree.)
Have a great weekend!