Project Pajama Party Protection
In this day and age how do we protect our babies from the sleepover. While I’m all for a good time innocent fun can quickly take a turn for the worse, how as parents can we protect our children? The truth we can’t…but we can arm them with good sense and confidence to know what’s right, to set boundaries and if those boundaries are crossed to be able to count on us to protect them.
So after a long week of work, kiddos and just about everything else under the sun…that glorious ball of rays was setting on Friday evening and Lauren was primed for her first sleepover with a new group of girls from this new school. However, call it mommie intuition I was not from the minute we received the invitation. It was on nice card stock but clearly the daughter wrote it with beginning time of 6pm Friday until 7pm Saturday … ummmm … that’s the longest sleepover I’ve ever seen, but ok. The RSVP was to the dad’s phone so I promptly called to verify if this was in fact what was intended. He was very courteous but ultimately knew no details of the party and said that was his wife and daughters thing…ummmm ok. I ask if the wife could call me back…she does 4 days later on Friday morning, the day of the party. Even then it was via text, ummmm ok.
The details have officially been confirmed and Lauren’s bags are packed ready to go, she’s so excited. So we head over to the girls home and as we’re getting out both mom and dad are about to leave to get pizza…really…both? Their 17 year old is home inside and I meet her so ok. It just seemed ill planning. Ever here of delivery or just dad go or should’ve gotten it before guests arrived at predetermined time of 6:30pm. We say our goodbyes and I love you’s and she’s off to have fun.
All was good I even got a fun playful call around 8pm and the girls were giggling having a good time. Then around 11:45pm Lauren text to say goodnight…several text later apparently they couldn’t sleep and some of the girls had a fun app on their phone they wanted to play. And here’s where what we say as parents to our children is important never doubt it. The classic game of truth or dare began to unfold and while it can be harmless fun to a 10 year old, you incorporate the mind of a 25 year old app programmer that includes a special naughty section, this is no longer truth or dare circa 1980 something, where you dare your friend to run around a dark house backwards without getting caught.
Needless to say thank God one of the last things I told my somewhat innocent child was that should she feel uncomfortable and can’t control a situation for whatever reason call me and I will try to help in anyway I can. Well after she text and her telling me she was uncomfortable and telling them what they were doing she didn’t want to be involved with, they of course notice she kept texting me and then grabbed her phone which essentially ratted them out. Poor kid. Of course momma is proud of her and the fact that she stood up to them and said of course I’m going to tell my mom. I’m also sad that they felt the need to push and threaten their friend into doing things she clearly did not want to.
I contacted the mom via text and call, no response (the mom did text back around 9am to thank us for coming and to say sorry)…then a very sleepy 2 year old, 1 year old and mommie hopped in the car and got our little courageous confident, albeit tear stained faced innocent kiddo at about 1am. Then we had a little slumber party of our own in mommies bed, including Blu!
I guess I’m feeling lucky she thought enough to say no and was able to count on me no matter what. I hope she has this same sense of self that I never had as a teenager.