Last night for the first time in my life (that I can remember, "remember" being the operative word,) I was invited to a slumber party. The kids put on a movie and said they were having a slumber party and I bemoaned that I never get invited to slumber parties and my youngest daughter said she would invite me. I was all excited but the other kids just looked at me and soon I got the impression that I wasn't entirely welcome. When every body started dragging in bedding, I said that if I didn't go down and go to bed with mommy that she would feel silly... Then in a few minutes I came back into the room and asked if I just said the word silly?
Everybody gave me the "dad's weird" look followed by something to the effect that they had no clue what I meant but that it was pretty much to be expected. Silly was the furthest thing from my mind, what I meant to say was that if I didn't go down and go to bed with mommy, she would be lonely. I don't know where "silly" came from, other than maybe I was thinking the whole idea of me being invited to a slumber party was pretty silly.
