My niece, Caroline, turns 8 today….Happy Birthday! She had a sleepover party Saturday night with four of her friends. We aren’t having a family party this year, so my parents and I invited ourselves over for the best parts of the party: pizza, presents, and ice cream cake. I’d like to share my observations about 8 year-olds and hopefully this won’t offend any of the little rugrats. Individually, they can be awesome at this age….they can hold a conversation, always have funny observations to share, ask a lot of questions, and they’ve developed a not-to-be undervalued sense of reason (sometimes) and empathy. HOWEVER, put a bunch of ‘em together and they morph into this loud pack of I don’t know what. It’s like they disappear into their own little girl world and become….well…..obnoxious! That’s all I have to say about that. Well, except that I have the utmost respect for teachers.
Birthday girl on the right. Can’t you just sense the squealing?
They made cool sculptures out of Sculpey clay. I think the brown ones are gerbils or hamsters:
Here is my Mom and nephew, Scott. The first thing he asked me when I walked in the front door with Caroline’s present was “Did you bring me one?” Poor guy….Caroline was a nice big sis though and let him open one of her presents because he was crying. Gosh, with my stories about him I make him sound like a big baby, but he’s actually a really good kid and insanely cute.
by Jill
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