This is such a great age. There is drama and angst and self doubt as they prepare to really become teenagers. But most of all there is laughter. Deep, into your soul laughter. The kind that lifts everyone's spirits. Everyone had such a great, great time. They ate, oh god did they eat, all while discussing their current diets. They swam and dove and slid, they just hovered in a group in the pool and talked and laughed and giggled.
They opened presents and ate some more. I have no idea how late they would have been up last night had parents not arrived to force their children into the cars. A deep conversation began with three of the girls and it was hard to break up. I am sure the phones will be burning up this week-end.
Then they left and it was quiet. M-E just broke into tears. Don't get me wrong, she had a great great time. She was happy with everything but she was feeling the lose of her 7th grade year and the dread of the upcoming weeks. She was just sad. It comes out every now and then. She feels like she has to ask permission, which she doesn't, but I always give it anyway, and then she cried. She was tired and needed to get it out. It reminded me of when she was a tiny baby. I would give her to Johnny and tell him to make her cry so she would go to sleep. It always worked and it worked last night.
Laughter and tears are very closely related and we had a good dose of both. I wonder is she knew why I had wanted to cry last night?
Oh, in case anyone is wondering, Children of this generation do not sing Broadway Musicals or chant rap music, they sing Disney "Classics"
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