So the party was a HUGE success. I never had so many kids running in my house at the same time. Apart from some spilled juice and cake icing on the ottoman (which apparently was done by a ghost because no one knew who did it), there were no incidents. In the past, we would have lots of last minute cancellations. This year, it was the opposite. A lot of people said they would come at the last minute. So what was originally supposed to be a party for 17 people became a party of 30 (including kids). Fortunately for me, due to my cultural background – I have a nasty tendency to have much MUCH more quantity of food and drink available than is necessary for parties. So not only were DW and I capable of accommodating twice the amount of expected invitees, but they were rolling out the door stuffed with food after the party was done.

SS’s friend turned out to be a real sweetheart of a kid. Really he was very nice! SS’s friend kept thanking me and DW over and over. What struck me as odd though was when he said. “I am so glad I could come here, otherwise my Mom would have just made me stay in my room all day”. Not really sure what that meant but it just struck me as an odd thing for a kid to say. Maybe he lives in a small apartment?

Anyways, the issue of this kid staying two nights with us came up again. Instead of Friday/Saturday, SS asked if he could stay over Saturday/Sunday.

I asked DW what she thought and she was all for it. I was a little hesitant, since Sunday night is a school night but I thought that since both boys have been very well behaved, that it was okay.

How foolish of me to think this.

SS and his friend went to bed in SS’s room, but they were obviously doing something other than sleeping. In the morning when DW went to open their door to wake them up, there was a towel stuck in the gap between the door and the floor. Both boys had a miserable time getting up. DW demanded to know what the deal was with the towel. SS said that he was trying to make the room as dark as possible. Yeah right! DW called Bullsh*t on that right away! This is the same kid who still can’t sleep without several light sources in his room being on. So DW asked again, what it was they were doing. SS once again said nothing. The towel was stuffed at the bottom of the door to obviously keep us from seeing/hearing whatever it was that SS and his friend were doing (probably playing on their phones).

DW was furious. I however, being disengaged from SS’s nighttime antics, didn’t say a word. The kids got dressed, had breakfast and went to school. Flash forward a few hours later, SS returns home with his friend in tow.

“We have a math assignment that we need to work on together.” They said.

DW immediately called me at work to let me know that the kid had returned.

“Does his mother know?” I ask.

“I don’t think so, he just showed up at the house with SS.” DW said.

I told DW to tell this kid to call his Mom. He’s a nice kid and all, but I don’t want him to be a permanent house guest either. SS and his friend completed their math assignment but by now it was time for dinner. So we fed him and afterwards I said that I was going to take him home.

“Oh but can we play on the xbox for a little bit.” SS asks.

By now my teeth are starting to grind.

“You have 1 hour!” I said. “But afterwards, I am taking him home!”

As DW and I were finishing cleaning up the kitchen, I told DW that I have a feeling SS is going to ask her if his friend can stay over again. DW nodded her head in agreement. She said she sees that coming too and she also said that was not going to happen. She had had enough now too. As the hour drew to a close, I hear SS sneak up the stairs.

“Mom…?”

“What is it SS?” DW answered.

“Can you come here?”

“No!” DW said. “YOU. Can come HERE!”

DW looked at me and smiled. I smiled back. SS approached and tried to say something in such a way so that I couldn’t hear. DW asked him to speak up and to stop mumbling.

“Can my friend spend the night again?” SS asks.

“No SS!” DW stated quite firmly. “First of all, you guys were fooling around last night. Second of all, I am not having your friend stay here three nights in a row. His Mom is probably missing him by now.”

SS argued for a little bit but broke down when DW asked him again about the towel. So he backed off and went back down to tell his friend that he would have to leave.