Miranda, the social butterfly, is at a sleep over tonight. Daily, I get calls from her girl friends asking her to play. I am not sure how she decides, with so many offers. Anyways, last night, she was at a friend's house for her birthday. She called to say good night while we were outside and left a message on the machine that went like this: " Hi, it's Miranda ( like we didn't know). You know the sleepover party girl! I called to say good night."
I was in no way ready to hear her call herself a party girl at 8! They had great plans though. Pizza, the little chick flick "Aquamarine" and plenty of candy. She learned from the best, ha?