Ooooh ooooh ooooh (I sound like a ghost, don’t I?)
So, in a fit of madness I agreed to letting the big girls have a sleepover.
I agreed way back in June but Ivy was in hospital.
Then I agreed over the last school holidays but Ivy was sick and four out of the seven kids came out in this weird rashy thing, so the sleepover was put on hold again.
The year is wearing on though and a deal is a deal.
So I agreed to Halloween night.
With a spooky theme.
The spookiest thing is that there will be twenty something tween and pre teens there.
It is to scary.
I’ll be lucky to survive.
We don’t usually celebrate Halloween in the boonies. Aside from the occasional teenager who just wants to peg eggs, no matter how much you treat them, so this is quite a new thing for me to be planning.
The girls are all dressing up and we are going to play games, eat and watch a scary movie. ( I offered to come in and teach them how to dance, you know, Madonna Mummy style, with a ‘stir the pot’ and a bit of the old ‘look at your watch’ moves thrown in but they were all..um…no, Mum, that’s okay. So, I guess we’ll make do with the other things).
Yeah, twenty something squealing girls, hyped up on sugar and pizza, watching a freaky film.
There will be little sleep at this sleepover, me thinks.
You think I’m crazy, right?
Right?
Well, there is method in my madness.
The deal (as mentioned above) is that the girls can have this big party, this spooky sleepover, in exchange for their first born child four years of peace.
Yep, no parties until the big twins turn 16.
What?
I don’t do teenagers well.
I just don’t understand them with all of their secret hand shakes and weird made up words and whatever it is that they do these days. “Macking on with their boy in the quad” and what not. “Hangin’ with their girls”.
“WhatEVA!” (The girls just told me it’s ‘Wot Eva’) *sigh* See what wot I mean?
So, I have scored some relief from the packs that they tend to travel in and by the time they are 16, maybe they will have settled into their skins and be sensible. Either that or I will have become deaf and blind so I don’t have to bare witness to any of it.
I know, I sound like a cow of a mother but hello, people, I was the bookhead, library geek in highschool. I just don’t get this whole popularity gig.
Trust me, it will be sanity saving for all of us.
This will probably be my last entry before the scary party. If I don’t make it out alive, I’ll see you all on the other side.
BOO…
hoo hoo.
We practiced make up last night. What do you think?
I don’t think I’ll do the teenager thing very well either.
I hope the Halloween party ends up being fun–well, for them. I hope for you….
I don’t know what I hope.
Maybe that you don’t go crazy and that you have at least a little bit of peace that night.
I do NOT envy you.
Sleepovers seem so much fun when you’re the kid. I think they’re a little less fun when you’re the parent.
Coolest, and possibly smartest, mammy ever!
The make-up is awesome. Can’t say I’m envious either… But hey, it’s one night. [And this'll probably be nothing compared to the scary nights you've had before
] And then no more for four whole years! Let that thought calm you when you are woken from your pitiful state of semi-sleep for the fourteenth time by another shrill scream.
Oooh sounds like it’ll be a great time!
The dress-rehersal pic is awesome!
On the off chance of sounding very uninformed, I have been wondering all week if Australia celebrates Halloween, so you’ve just answered that question. Thank you.
And….you are the best mum….20 or so tweens? At your house at ONE time!? You’re a saint. A SAINT, I tell ya. I have a tough time with 1 kid coming over for play dates. I’d need a good sedative.
And lastly… the Ninky Nonk I ordered from the UK came in the mail the other day. I have to say OH MY GOD… love it. I’d never have known they even exist if it weren’t for you posting pics of Noah with his. Mack will thank you, too, on Christmas morning.
They will remember it forever! And I suspect that you will too!
I think that is the best plan I have heard! I might just steal it when Amy is bigger…
Yeah, right, no more sleepovers until they turn 16. Ha! You do know of course that they will hound you, maybe not next month, or even next year, but a day will come between now & their Sweet 16 and you will fold. Because in my experience, having lots of kids over for sleep over? It’s like childbirth. You forget the pain, forget all the bad crap, and one day, you are silly enough to do it all again, and all those forgotten memories come flooding back in a flash!
Of course, if you are really smart, you’ll have plenty of alcohol on hand for yourself and David, and sometime past midnight, when you know it’s safe to go to bed because you have now got a sense that they won’t kill one member of the party, burn the house down, let boys in through a bedroom window, or about 1000 other things pre-teen and early teen girls can come up with, you’ll actually have enough alcohol in you that you’ll pass out and not hear the squealing and giggling and such that they will indeed be up to until about 5 am.
Of course if David is really smart, he’s going out ‘with the boys’ that night – either all your own boys, or his guy pals until the wee hours of the morning!
And the makeup? WOW! For Halloween not being a big thing there – in fact when I live there it didn’t seem like it was celebrated AT ALL – you look like an old pro at doing the Halloween makeup!
The makeup is awesome.
We had many weekend nights with six or eight teenage boys slumped around the family room playing video games until early morning. I can’t imagine doing it with twenty girls. Boys are easy — food + video games.
Your girls will think you the most awesome ever, for a while. Unfortunately that awesomeness fades in their memories way too quickly…
Dammit. Why didn’t I think of that? We have a freaking teen sleepover every 2nd weekend!
Dammit.
And the makeup looks awesome. You wanna mosey over here on Sunday and do all the kids at Boo’s party?
I think you need to get over here and help me with my kids’ makeup.
That face painting is FANTASTIC!!
Good luck.
I understand. I did the ten-year-old girl’s birthday sleepover in September and it will be a long time before I’ll be going there again!
Love the face painting!
Who is this Eva character?
The make up is really really good. I don’t remember much about my kids teenage years. They came, they went, I was busy working……..We all survived.
FANTASTIC make up, clever Mummy.
Um, love teens over at my place. Loved the sleepovers.
Teen Shamrock has left home now. It all ends too soon.
Wow!!! The girls look FANTASTIC!
You are just way too clever
Hoping to see you in a couple of days, when you either make it through (or recover)!
I was far from a bookworm as a teen. I live in hope Boo will be a shy, quiet, bookworm as a teen… as I said, I live in hope!!!
That is some really freak makeup. Cool. Awesome, dude. WotEva!! Innit?
My word, that face painting is STUNNING!!! They look awesome!
Wow, brilliant face painting – they look amazing. Um, good luck for the party – I think you’ll need it! See you on the other side.
A future career in stage makeup perhaps? It looks brilliant.
It will be blast for the girls – I would have loved it. You are a lovely Mum.
xxx
The makeup is amazing. I’m jealous, wish I had half as much talent. Ummm just in case my kids need their makeup done, you’re how far from Sydney?????
I hope that the sleep over goes well and that we do see you on the other side. I know we will, maybe a bit tired and maybe with your ears still ringing from all the screaming, but you’ll be fine.
That make up is awesome.
Makes me look forward to next Sundays Weekly Winners!
I hope you do survive all of this madness though!
No teenager is sensible its just the way it is. I find the idea of teenagers more scary than all the ghosts at Holloween. Booo
sik! (would say fully but think that may be out of the lingo now). The makeup is AWESOME! Totally puts my Little Red Riding Hood (think Revolting Rhymes Version) costume totally to shame.
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