This last Friday night, I had a sleepover for the youth girls at our church. One didn’t make it because of health issues. (Pray for her, it’s something that will be lifelong and they are still trying to figure out how to control it.) Another one just didn’t show up. We had some guests. Amanda Fessant came and did part of her God-Esteem program with my girls. It was really good. First, we met up in the sanctuary and she sang a few of her songs. Then, we went to the youth house and ate dinner. She started talking about 9:30 and I don’t think she was done until about 1 am. The girls really were into her talk and interacted so well. I could see a difference in their attitudes afterwards. It was neat. After she was done, we made brownies and cookies and played spoons. It was a lot of fun. Only thing is… when you have a group of eight girls/women… you get to talking. The brownies were done perfectly, but the cookies and later (around 3 or 4 am) pizza were all a slight bit overdone. We’d be talking and then suddenly sniff and say, “Hey, you think those cookies are done yet? Anybody checked? Did you hear the timer go off?” LOL It was crazy. Anyway, we put on some Christian music and danced without all the seductive movements. (I don’t allow that kind of dancing.) We got really silly and one of the girls and I had a wet washcloth fight. My co-leader took pictures and I’m afraid of what kind of pictures she got of me. Yikes! Thankfully, it was my camera, so I can control who sees the pictures. I didn’t sleep all night. I was so hyped up on Dr. Pepper that I was still going strong when Jeremy picked me up at 10 am. I had thought all the girls would be ready to go home and to sleep by 7 or 8 am, but most had had a small nap and were enjoying themselves so much that we didn’t realize that it was already 9:00 am Saturday morning before I told them to start calling their rides. Since I had unthinkingly scheduled Noelle and James’s birthday party on that day, I had to get home sometime and clean the house.
Oh, I almost forgot. Because of my unthinking-ness… I decided to make the cake while the sleepover was going on. I baked it at 5 am. Only my co-leader and one other girl were still awake. When the pictures are developed, I’ll have to show you what happens when you let a teenage girl decorate a birthday cake at 5:30 in the morning. James loved it.
Birthday party post coming soon. Pictures will come when they are ready.