Just now, my sweet 8 year old baby girl asked me a question. See, she has several little buddies. She calls them her BFFs (which totally cracks me up). And she has even had sleepovers with one of these BFFs a few times. Her first sleepover was pretty tough to handle. That is something that big girls do, right?? You mean, I have a big girl? How did this happen? She was little. She drank from bottles. And now she is giggling in sleeping bags watching movies and eating popcorn?
Well, today, we had another big first.
She walked in holding the phone in her hand and said, "Mom, can I call _______?" And I said, "For what?" And she said, "I don't know, just to talk."
And so it begins. I remember spending HOURS on the phone every single day of my life. I remember when we used to spend all day at school together, and then we'd hurry home to talk some more. I got my own phone line on my 12th birthday because we were not in an area that had call waiting yet. Ah, the phone.
Well, let's give it up for my over achiever.
Chatting with her BFF on the phone at age 8.
When she is a teenager, boy, are we in trouble.