...because tonight's the night that all the 10- and 11-year-old girls are going out for a pajama party at my house. Keep in mind that other than occasional field trips when they're with ALL the other kids, these little ones never go out for dinners or movies or sleepovers. So this is a BIG occasion.
When I went over there earlier this evening, I was swarmed by curious little ones. "Adele, what will the girls do, Adele?" "Adele, can I come?" "Adele, don't tell them what we'll do! It's our special night!" "Adele, will you really come to get us with your car?" (To which they'd shriek with excitement that they're really being chauffeured somewhere--a first! Wait till they see that the car's been decorated with foam flowers!)
I've had some chats with the moms about the program. They're all too glad that we'll be talking about the things their culture doesn't require them as moms to talk about. Some were particularly glad that we'll be the ones debunking the myths that babies come from behind the knee (!)
Ah, what fun. The interns have really planned for this evening to be very special and I know that the young ladies will go home with more than just stories to tell their sisters. They'll go home with the certain knowledge that they are fearfully and wonderfully made! That is our prayer!
But they'll also go home having eaten specially-made pink cupcakes, drank strawberry milk and fresh popcorn while watching "Princess Diaries."
What fun to be a girl!
And now, I'm off to pick up the young ones.