A little peek into the drama of girls:
Dave and I have always known we’re in for some drama with a house full of girls.
But to be honest, Elle’s had very little of it so far. She has very low-drama friends and we’re crossing our fingers that will continue. When drama does inch in, she swats it away nonchalantly, like you do to a fly on a hot summer day.
Our other girls? Every so often I get a little peek into teenage life with them. Sometimes it makes me giddy with anticipation. But I have to admit that at other times it gives me hives. Why do certain whole groups of girls seem to have more drama than others? Hmmmm…we’re trying to nip things before they get more dramatic around here.
suckers for performing. Each year
when the school talent show rolls around there’s a bit of drama going on in our
house. It’s never a question of
whether or not they should try out, the question is simply what should they
do? This year Grace and Claire
together decided they wanted to do a dance with a group of friends.
have all worked out perfectly except that within one school day Grace was suddenly dancing with a different group she had switched over to and Claire, feeling out of place decided to work her darnedest to
teach a new friend the dance so the two of them could do it together.
new group couldn’t get it together enough for the tryouts and it was too late
to go back with the first group.
She stood doing the breakfast dishes with crocodile tears running down
her cheeks…pure anguish that she wouldn’t be able to perform. (It’s moments like this when I wonder if she is really my daughter…crying at not being able to perform? I’d be on cloud nine about that little fact if I were her.)
before they left for school Grace realized that Claire had practiced the exact
same dance the other friends had ready to go and told her she could absolutely
NOT do it. “Besides,” she
said, “you don’t have the music ready.”
At that point Claire looked at me in horror, her eyes pleading for me to
please fix the problem. I had a
meeting with our architect and swim lessons for Lucy but I promised I’d get that darn music to the school…she had worked so hard on the dance.
out the door filled with trepidation and tear-stained cheeks but came home
triumphant. Grace and her friend
were able to teach the other girl the dance they had practiced at recess, and
the music I dropped off at the front office had made it’s way to Clarie in
time. They had tried out
with flying colors and apparently the judges LOVED their performances.
Elle suddenly needs to get to the last season girls’ basketball game to support her
friend who is a cheerleader. Her urgency to get to the school happens to be at the same time that I am scurrying to get to Max’s volleyball game, the piano
teacher is squeezing in the piano lessons plunking away in the living room, and I happen to glance at my
phone to see a text from my friend reminding me about the tennis carpool that has slipped my mind.
shoes, getting Lucy’s “game-bleacher-babysitter”: the iPad charged for the
game, and so wanting to hurry so I can actually get there on time for one of Max’s last games. Elle can’t decide if she
wants/needs me to drive her or if she should ride bikes or longboards to the
other game at another school. Grace begs to come with me
to Max’s game and bring a friend and I agree only to find they are nowhere to be found as I race out the door. My freak-out begins as I realize we are
late for tennis so I bundle Claire and Lu off in the car to get her there as
quickly as I can.
the tennis court Claire looks at me with eyes as big as saucers (she knows
she’s gonna be in trouble). She
has realized she forgot her shoes.
Yeah, those things you wear on your feet to play tennis? Kind of a necessity? She has plumb forgotten them. We race back home, minutes ticking away, Elle is still sitting in the driveway waiting for her friend who still hasn’t shown up, Lucy is crying in the back because she wants Claire’s DS. Claire grabs her shoes and we race off again, Lu bawling, Elle shrinking in the distance wondering if her friend will show up and if she should have taken me up on the ride.