19 Excited, Screaming Girls & 4 confused boys.

19 Excited, screaming girls....

and 4 confused boys.

That's what I had at my house on Friday night! No, it wasn't a summer clearance sale, a riot or even a fire.

It was a pre-teen Halloween Party for My Children! My 3 Middle-Schoolers had their friends over to Paarrrtaaay! Much to our surprise, they invited alot of kids... that wasn't the surprise, it was that they all, and then some, showed up!

My poor 1st grader had invited one little boy he goes to school with, who came and went quickly as he wasn't feeling good. This left Him and His Brother, who is only a year younger, as the only 2 self propeled males in this estrogen feuled crowd of make-up, giggles and screams! My 18 year old quickly locked himself away from this crowd. I cannot say I blame him, about mid-swing, I was wishing I had an escape route! Once the little ones all ate and had some cupcakes, I shuttled them upstairs with a movie and some treats to enjoy for their mini version of a halloween party.

Gabryel, however, was quite the ladies man. He went from one set of arms to another, flashing big toothless smiles and squeels almost as loud as these girls emit. - Unless they hear their "favorite song" to which we have discovered that their "favorite song" is not one song. It is, apparently, the phraze a teen says to any song that has a beat and is well liked by other teens that they will all attempt to dance - or was that a spasm? - to. I haven't moved liked that since that time I was struck by lightning. Those were my thoughts. (No, I"m not kidding, I was struck by lightning - it still seems alot less painless than getting through a pre-teen party)

No, I don't remember being that age either. I think, I was always a Mom. Wait, It's because I was always a Mom! I have been "Mom" since I was 17. that was 19 years ago. I have now been a Mom, longer than I have been anything else. I have been a Mom, longer than I have been "Me".

I wish I could collect a pension for being Mom, I almost have my 20 in! What does a Mom do after 20+ years of being Mom, knowing she is about to become Mom again and for at least another 18 years, she will have a "baby" at home? I will probably never have to find out. I am sure, somewhere along the way, I will again transform into a higher being... called a "Grandmother". Then, in this more matriarchal role, I will be doing all the "Mom" things, with more rank. Ha, and Kevin thought he'd pick up "Officer" before me. Well, he still might. Doesn't look like I will be gaining that "Grand" title anytime soon.

I do like the fact that with the title of "Grandma" you almost have a "Do anything you want" pass. I can feed that set of little ones messy foods, I can crack them out on sugar, I can buy them toys that make noises that will make the dog howl. I can give them glue, permanent markers, popsicles and gum. And I can get away with it all. I won't even have to clean up the mess it will produce!! Better yet, I can have these little children at my house and load them up with sugar, presents and crap.... and send them home! Being the Grandma is good. Now, I can't wait.

Being a Grandma, is payback. I have now figured out the meaning of life. If I keel over tomorrow, you all know what it is! ;)