Anyway, yesterday she came home with an invitation to a birthday party... from a fifth grader! My girl is in 3rd grade.
The party is to run from 12:30P until 7:30P and will include a dance party.
Ralexwin and I both looked at it, then looked at each other and then had one of those non-vocal communication moments.
Vicbowin was livid. Screaming and crying and gnashing of teeth ensued. She wanted to know exactly why she couldn't go.
So, we told her. We also came up with about ten non-9 year old v. 11 year old issues like 'We need to pack on Saturday.'
She calmed down, finally went to bed and then woke this morning with a demand.
"If I can't go to the party then you need to make sure I do something fun during that time."
Oh, really? Thank you Ms. Entitlement for clarifying that with us.
Yes, yes... I definitely think it's hormonal. Heaven help us.