I don't mind when my girls have friends over. I'm happy that these kids seem to like being here. They're silly and funny and it keeps me on my toes. However, I think I've been making our house a little to inviting day after day and I'm getting burnt out.
After picking my girls up from Sunday School a little friend asked if she could come over. I wasn't surprised. Her parents and I did the nod of "Is it OK? Yea, It's OK" and the girls piled in the van. Then another little friend ran over and asked if they could play as well. Alright. That makes one friend each. That's fair. Come on over.
When we made it into the house the phone was ringing. When my youngest answered I heard her say "Let me ask my mom". Uh-Oh. It seems that a little neighbor friend had a play-date going but they were bored and wanted to come over and have the play-date at our house. I have no idea of what came over me when these words came out of my mouth "Sure!" Am I crazy?!?
I thought we would have a pleasant Sunday afternoon after a typical, crazy Saturday run-around-the-town. Now I had a house full of little girls. Tiaras, Juice Boxes and Tantrums OH MY!
I don't regret it. I want children to play and have fun. Just don't be surprised if you find me in a corner rocking back and forth with a bottle of Valium in one hand and Chardonnay in the other.
**** And guess what? Today I'm up at Beautiful! Fabulous!. "Funny Meeting You Here". (It's about my OB-Gyn. Yup.) I hope you make it over! ****
After picking my girls up from Sunday School a little friend asked if she could come over. I wasn't surprised. Her parents and I did the nod of "Is it OK? Yea, It's OK" and the girls piled in the van. Then another little friend ran over and asked if they could play as well. Alright. That makes one friend each. That's fair. Come on over.
When we made it into the house the phone was ringing. When my youngest answered I heard her say "Let me ask my mom". Uh-Oh. It seems that a little neighbor friend had a play-date going but they were bored and wanted to come over and have the play-date at our house. I have no idea of what came over me when these words came out of my mouth "Sure!" Am I crazy?!?
I thought we would have a pleasant Sunday afternoon after a typical, crazy Saturday run-around-the-town. Now I had a house full of little girls. Tiaras, Juice Boxes and Tantrums OH MY!
I don't regret it. I want children to play and have fun. Just don't be surprised if you find me in a corner rocking back and forth with a bottle of Valium in one hand and Chardonnay in the other.
**** And guess what? Today I'm up at Beautiful! Fabulous!. "Funny Meeting You Here". (It's about my OB-Gyn. Yup.) I hope you make it over! ****