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Last night was my very first teen party in our house. I know it sounds crazy, but after Becca invited all her high school friends to her house for a Disney movie marathon party, I got a bit nervous. I've never entertained in this house before. Yes, it's huge, of course it can hold plenty of people, but how would it work? Where would they sit? What would I feed them? How many will come? Do I know how to be the mohter of a high school kid? Perhaps I'll embarrass her. Perhaps I'll embarrass me! But Friday did arrive, and we got the house picked up, made a bit of snack food, researched pizza joints and found one that sold $5 pizzas and sat down and waited for folks to arrive. It was slow-going; at first, they arrived in dribs and drabs. Then suddenly, there was a whole bunch of people hanging out in our front hall and on our porch. We did invite them inside, really, but they liked the porch. (Who could blame them? Our porch is very likable.) Then Rebecca informed me that they were getting hungry. I was gone for 15 minutes to pick up the pizza and-- (Jim was here--we really didn't leave them unattended.) when I got back, there were significantly fewer teens on our front porch and none in the house. What had happened? Did I offend them by not feeding them soon enough? Were they so hungry they had to go and forage for their own food? Turns out there were a couple of Mormon missionaries knocking on doors in our neighborhood. Rebecca's chums waited for them to approach our door, but when they crossed over to the other side of the street and crossed the railroad tracks, these Jesus-loving kids decided to chase them down and introduce them to our Saviour. And they would not be deterred from their chosen task. Not the arrival of pizza, the begging of partying friends nor the starting of Disney movies could draw them back. Finally it got dark, and they re-joined the party. I am still picking up the random tracts they brought home. The watching of Hunchback and Hercules was a great success, though the talkers got shoo-ed back out to the front porch. The last group left after midnight--does that mean we passed the test? I was nervous about my first high school party, but really, how nervous should I have gotten about 20+ teens coming to watch Disney movies and convert Mormons? Her friends are fun, and I think we did ok. Now they want us to open the pool so we can have a pool party. Anyone know how to open a pool? |
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