When Marisa was a baby and I was home on my one-year maternity/parental leave, I met a woman named Lori and her one-week younger than Marisa daughter, Chelsea. Poor girl and mom are own their own. The dad is an abusive drunk. They've been through hell. Anyway, I took care of Chelsea for a few weeks during this time.
We lost touch for a couple of years and the past few months hooked up again purely by accident. We're both so happy about it. It's funny cause Marisa and Chelsea instantly clicked. We get the girls together quite often.
Oh yeah, the sleepover. Marisa has never slept somewhere else without us. And she's never had a friend sleepover either.
So tonight Chelsea and her mom came over for dinner. Her mom left a bit later. Well, Chelsea ended up going home at 10:30pm. They were both in Marisa's room supposed to be sleeping. It was cute for like a few minutes with how they were talking (whispering). They would NOT sleep. I realize I should NOT have had them in the same room. Marisa was sad when mom took Chelsea home...and poor Chelsea cried the whole way home (they live 2 minutes away).
Yes, we're going to try the sleepover thing again soon...nuts, aren't we?!
--- Dalia
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