This past weekend, Story had her first sleepover. I know, crazy, right? She even said, “I am seven years old! How can this be my first sleepover ever?!” To better understand, let me define sleepover: staying the night with a nonrelative and without Mom, with the full intention of doing nothing but having fun. Mind you, Story has plenty of experience sleeping at others’ houses, both with and without me. But this was different. She was going to stay the whole night with Ali, Riley, and Maddie — without me. (Yes, I’m still categorizing this as a sleepover even though Story refers to Riley and Maddie as her stepsisters.)
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I am a snuggle person. Just ask my poor mom, who had to endure my snuggles until I left for college. Story used to be a snuggle person too. But now she’s “grown up” and doesn’t care to snuggle much anymore. This has been quite distressing for me. I mean, isn’t that why I had a kid in the first place — snuggles? Okay, maybe not, but it was definitely a bonus. So what’s a mom to do when her only child no longer wants to snuggle?
Get a puppy!
It is difficult for me to pass over pad thai to order something different if it is on the menu. I love how each restaurant creates a slightly different flavor but one that always pleases. It never occurred to me that I could make it at home. Maybe that was a good thing; it certainly isn’t the healthiest of dishes. But as my turn for NHN dinner drew near, I had the craving and finally put two and two together. I would create a pad thai masterpiece!
With the new school year have come new changes. Story is embarrassed to be seen in a dress — “That’s not who I am, Mom.” She has stopped cuddling me (which I’m sure is going to be a future post; pity me, moms, I’m in a bad state). She rolls her eyes and shrugs when I ask how her day was. And she’s started cursing. She’s in second grade.