It was just your ordinary sleepover and it was wonderful! I don’t want you to get the wrong idea and I don’t want Amara to look back 10 years from now and think that every sleepover was a huge event. Sometimes they are just ordinary and wonderful. Because we are so lucky to live close together and because we do get to spend a lot of time together, not every visit has to be a special occasion to be special.
We did have plans to cook dinner together. Her Mom had found a new chicken recipe and Amara loved it. Jenna figured we would like it too. It is an easy recipe so I asked Amara if she wanted to have it for dinner and did she want to help me cook it? Her answer to both questions was “Yes”. That was the plan until we started cooking and I realized I didn’t have enough chicken. The butcher had only given me one pound and not two and I hadn’t noticed.
So we ordered pizza!
The plan was to watch a movie while we had dinner as we often do. I had arranged for Netflix to deliver the perfect movie – the one Amara had been requesting for months! Amara got an American Girl doll for her 8th birthday and she really wanted to watch some of the American Girl Doll movies. A few weeks ago we had sat down together and added some of them to my Netflix queue. I figured they had to be an improvement over watching a Barbie movie and I was right. Her first request had been for Chrissa Stands Strong. It was really a good movie, all about bullying. It kind of reminded me of the ABC Afterschool Specials they used to have when her Mom was young. It had a plot and a moral and she really liked it. Gave us lots to talk about, too.
Then she was off to bed. Grampy the Instigator had to change the bedtime ritual and get her laughing! The routine is for me to get her all tucked in bed. Then she hides under her covers and has me call Grampy in to find her. We have been doing this since she was old enough to be tucked into her own bed. When I call Grampy he usually takes his time coming all the way from the living room but this time he was hiding outside her door and when I called him he stuck his head in “YES!” and startled the heck out of me! I screamed, so Amara screamed and then we all had the giggles! Grampy had to keep her laughing. Recently the two of them have been teasing each other with “I’m not touching you” or “I’m not tickling you”. Tonight Grampy starts biting air saying “I’m not biting you” which somehow turned into this whole crazy thing they are now doing of grinning and chattering their teeth at each other — or at me!
Saturday morning we played in the backyard on the swing set and then watched Cupcake Wars on the cooking channel. Amara loves the show — well who wouldn’t? Shows like that are so much fun to watch with her. At 8 years old, she knows a lot about cooking and has some very strong opinions which make for great conversation as we discuss who we think should be eliminated and who should win.
It was while we were watching it that she told me she wanted to have her own restaurant. Why when she says these things, do I think she means when she grows up? No, she means next week. There is a restaurant down the street that is empty and “we could just open it there. You and Mommy could both work there because you’re both really good cooks.” This is when I bring up the fact she has to go to school and maybe she should think about doing these things when she is older and out of school. “No, we can do it now. You and Mommy can work there during the day and I will just run it after school!” Amara logic!
Our TV watching only lasted for the one show and then we were off to ride her bike. We have a wonderful bike path close by that also leads to a park! We’ve often walked to that park and there were even a couple of times when she was younger that I pulled her in her wagon down that bike path so she could play at the park. Last year when she got her new bike, her old one came to live here. This would be her first time riding her bike on the bike path.
Before she could do any of this, we had to jump in the car and go over to her house and get her helmet and her pads! While she does have a bike at our house, she doesn’t have proper biking equipment here! Another one of those times, I’m really grateful that they are only one mile away!
Our trip to the park was fun. She grinned from ear to ear when some “real bicyclists” rode by and one guy yells back to her “Nice wheels”. It was a Sunday morning so there were a lot of bicyclists out riding and it gave her a good chance to learn bicycle etiquette and to stay out of their way.
She was the only one in the park. I knew she was hoping there would be someone there to play with. Still she played on the swings and she even conquered the monkey bars. She buried her feet in the sand to cool off and then we headed home. It is so much further getting home then getting to the park but she made it up the hill – which was when I realized how really under inflated her tires were! Bad Grandma!
We went home and relaxed on the swing set with our Popsicles and waited for Mommy and Daddy. Daddy brought the tire pump, pumped up the tires, and raised her handlebars for next time. No big events just a great sleepover at Grandma and Grandpa’s.
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