A Charmed Day

J+M+J

It all started yesterday when I invited my friend Rebecca over for the afternoon. Right from the start, everything worked out just the way I wanted it to. Rebecca wasn’t doing anything that afternoon and her dad (her mom was gone for the weekend) consented to letting her come over to my house. When Mom and I went to pick Rebecca up, her dad said, “Stay as long as you want.”

A few hours later, Rebecca and I were tracing outfits with Maria’s fashion design kit. I commented, “Hey, when your dad told you to stay as long as you liked, you should have grabbed your pajamas.”

“Yeah, that would be a good idea. You should ask your mom if that would be okay,” Rebecca responded.

“It would be unlikely that she would say yes, but it wouldn’t hurt to try.”

Maria was in the room while we were discussing our far-fetched idea, and she liked what she heard.  When Mom came down to tell me that I would be babysitting because she was going to take Landon to swimming, Maria piped up, “Mom, Rebecca wanted me to ask you if she could have a sleepover.”

“MARIA!” Rebecca and I exclaimed simultaneously, laughing.

Mom said, “I have to go now, but we’ll talk about it later.”

“Well, that was more encouraging than a no,” I said, “but we shouldn’t get our hopes up.” I calmed an excitement that was growing inside me.

When Mom came back, however, I pressed for details. “So, what about the sleep-over thing?”

“Well, I actually talked to Rebecca’s dad already.”

“-And?” three voices in the room prodded for more information.

“He wants Rebecca to call him.”

So Rebecca was on the phone, and Maria and I listened anxiously. For a while it seemed the conversation was going to turn out for the worse, and Maria was making sad faces and thumbs down at me. But when Rebecca hung up the phone, she said, “It’s a yes!”

So, Maria ran up to tell Mom, who got on the computer to chat and ask my dad if it was okay. He said yes also, and we jumped up and down around the room with glee.  Then we jumped into the car and Mom drove to go get Rebecca’s necessities. John Paul shouted after us, “Don’t forget clean underwear!”

When we reached Rebecca’s house, we ran inside and collected her pajamas, a book, clothes, and toothpaste and a toothbrush, and of course, clean underwear. “Is there anything we are missing?” She asked me.

“Movies!” I responded.

We collected the movies and ran back to the car. As we were pulling out of the drive way, Landon asked, “Did you remember your sleeping bag?

“Oh, that and a pillow would be good,” Rebecca exclaimed as she jumped out of the car and hurried back inside her house and momentarily returned carrying a sleeping bag, a blanket, and her pillow. Then we drove home.

Since everything was going so well for us, we decided to try to get our friend Grace, who lives three blocks from my house, over with us. We called, she asked, and we got a surprising yes from her side as well. 

That evening, after the kids had gone to bed, we decided to goof around taking pictures. First Grace was the photographer.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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