Last night Aubrey, six-years-old, went to her first spend-the-night party at my best friend’s house. This was a VERYBIGDEAL because I normally don’t let my kids spend the night away from home unless they are at their grandparents. I like having everyone under our roof at night and I detest the “sleepover hangover” the morning after. I let Aubrey have “almost sleepovers” often, this is when everybody comes in their p.j.s and stays up late watching movies but goes home before they start falling apart and crying for their mommas.
At any rate, she had a fabulous time and this morning I picked up Aubrey and two of her friends and brought them to our house to play for a little while. On the drive home I was sort of listening and sort of not as Aubrey talked to her friends Sara and Elizabeth, who are both older than she is but still sweet as pie.
Sara: Do you know what I saw on the news? This man stole a baby away from it’s momma and raised it until it was 16 then it’s momma found it!
Elizabeth: That’s wrong.
Aubrey: Oh! HEAVEN’S SAKES!
Elizabeth: Did you know you can go to jail if you punch a police officer? For six whole months… I saw it on T.V….
Aubrey: My daddy got arrested once…
Elizabeth: No he didn’t Aubrey!!
Aubrey: YES HE DID!
Me: Aubrey what are you talking about? Your daddy has never been arrested!
Aubrey: REMEMBER that time he was driving too fast and the police pulled him over and ARRESTED him?
Me: Honey! He was just driving too fast and the policemen told him to slow down! He didn’t even get a ticket!
Elizabeth: I TOLD you, your Daddy didn’t get arrested!!
I’m wondering how many times she’s had this conversation when I wasn’t around to correct her?