I have mentioned before that I think I deserve a mommy medal for some of the things I have done.
But the twins’ birthday party has really turned Mommy Medaling into an Olympic event.
Having a boy/girl twins who want to be able to have a sleepover party makes a huge logistical problem. This means TWO SEPARATE sleepovers.
I’ll just let that sink in.
Not ONE crowd of kids all hopped up on sugar in your house all night, but TWO!!
Last year I did it in one marathon weekend, but it almost killed me. This year we are spreading it out over two weekends. I’m not sure if this is better or just a way of prolonging the torture.
Anyways, we just had sleepover number one this past weekend.
In addition, remember the fact that we are trying to show our home to potential buyers right now. This makes the stress of birthday season double. Trying to keep the house clean while living in it with children is hard enough, but add a group of children at a sleepover party and the trouble really starts.
When I looked over at the living room during my little girl’s party and saw a puddle of slime putty on my carpet, I believe I showed admirable restraint.
I think I deserve an Olympic mommy medal for not freaking out. Out loud, I mean.
Of course, the fact that the child who had put the slime putty there was not mine is probably the reason she is still alive.
The good news is, it came out of the carpet. Not that I knew that was going to happen when I first saw that puddle.
But of course I am not a saint either. I have had my share of freak outs over messes. When I discovered spilled pasta with tomato sauce on my carpeted stairs just before a home showing, for example, my head may actually have exploded.
In any case, we have one more sleepover to get through this weekend. Let’s see if I can keep that mommy medal just a little longer.