Sleepover

Growing up, I had sleepovers all the time. They were my favorite. Getting asked over to someone’s house to spend the night, anticipating what kind of cool things they’ll have at their house, the whole thing was fun. I remember being really bummed when I thought that Olivia wouldn’t be able to have sleepovers. I was wrong!

For Olivia’s birthday, all she wanted was to go swimming with her BFF and have a sleepover. So of course that’s what she got! We had to postpone it a week after her eye injury and fever, but we still got it done.

We picked up Katie and headed to the pool. There is nothing Olivia likes more than swimming. It’s her absolute favorite thing. She wears goggles now and is getting to be a really good swimmer. When she’s in the water though, she’s oblivious to everyone around her…even Katie. So Katie played with the boys (which they LOVED) and Olivia swam around. She would check in with Katie periodically but for the most part played in the fountains and swam around. The great part about Katie? She’s totally OK with it and she knows that’s just how Olivia swims.

Have I mentioned how much I love this girl? Our whole family is in love with her.

Katie and I were cracking up as we walked into the locker room, where it was freezing, Olivia shouted “Shut the damn door!” It was so funny. We headed home to put on pjs and watch a movie and have a snack. Katie gave Olivia a new Minnie Mouse nightgown and stuffed animal for her birthday. The surprise was Katie had the same exact pjs and stuffed animal! Olivia was so excited about that. They also had matching slippers. It was so fun.

I always get a little nervous about the sleeping part. Olivia’s a great sleeper…at home and by herself. The last time Katie spent the night, I put Olivia to bed first and Katie went in once Olivia was asleep. We tried this again and it worked. Olivia wasn’t quite asleep this time but it still worked out just fine. When I went in the next morning, they were both cuddled up on the floor! Katie said she didn’t sleep there all night and I was relieved! I definitely wanted Katie to sleep well.

We had breakfast and then played for a bit and then it was time for Katie to go home. It was a perfect night! Olivia said “Katie is my best friend!” and told everyone about her sleepover. I can’t even begin to tell you how happy I am that Olivia has a best friend that loves her just for her. It’s the best feeling in the world!

And Matthew had to get in for one too!! Both my boys may or may not have a crush on a certain girl who spent the night. Maybe.

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7 responses to “Sleepover

  1. i to have a child with cri du chat she is 18 yrs old and loves Metallica and disney music and barney she lis very loving and gets shy around boys she knows or she blushes . I see your child is very happy . and she is also very special.

  2. What a blessing!! Girls like Katie are a treasure with huge, sensitive hearts…just like Olivia 🙂 The pictures are priceless! My bet is that Katie will one day work in the field of special ed in some capacity. Happy Birthday to Miss Olivia!

  3. This is just the sweetest thing. What a lovely thing it is to have a best friend.

  4. Love, love, LOVE this! It warms my heart and soul…

  5. Every little girl needs a Best Friend and it sounds like Olivia has a really great one.

  6. I have so much to look forward too!! Olivia is a very lucky girl, she glows with happiness….I LOVE that you have given her ethe opportunity to experience life. God Bless Katie for being such a wonderful human being at such a young age, that she can see past the differences and SEE Olivia! We need more people like Katie in this world.

  7. I am glad she got to enjoy this moment with her bestie. And I am glad you captured every memory morsel so that she can revisit this when she is older.

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