That’s right, you read correct… 40 teenagers at a pool party!
My girlfriend solicited our attendance at a party she volunteered to host for her daughter’s cheer squad and corresponding football team.
They’re in 8th grade.
That makes them roughly 13 years old.
I’m not used to teenagers! I was nervous.
Photos? HECK NO there’s no photos. I was a nervous wreck, I didn’t have the where-with-all to take photos. Boys were rough-housing, girls were giggling, boys were throwing footballs and tennis balls and other boys, and did I mention girls were giggling?
My girlfriend laughed at me as I pointed out boys doing flips into the pool.
“Um, is that okay? They’re gonna crack their heads!”
“Alex, calm down. This is what 13-year-old boys do.”
Meanwhile, there were suddenly no girls in sight. Where are 20 13-year-old-girls during a pool party? They’re hanging out in the girl’s bathroom.
Like duh! Where’d ya think they were???
Then they all got in the pool and existed on opposite ends of the pool. Boys vs. Girls. Then one by one they began to migrate, they actually spoke to one another.
Well…boys spoke, girls giggled. And screamed when boys splashed them.
This makes boys splash more, in case you didn’t know.
I sat on the sidelines gnawing my nails off and waiting for the right time to jump up, run to the edge of the pool and scream, “CHILDREN, CHILDREN!!! No running around the pool. No jumping on each other’s heads! No flipping double back-flips into the pool. No more throwing tennis balls as hard as possible at one another. And no more giggling!”
But alas….this moment never presented itself, so I sat quietly in my seat like all the other adults. The kids were all very well-behaved and everyone had a grand time. I’m sure it’s the very best 8th grade cheer/football pool party, like EVER!
And my husband snuck in a beer in a plastic cup, and didn’t tell me until everyone left. Um, hello, I coulda used one of those! He was scared I’d make him throw it out.
The worst part to admit…he’s probably right. I would have made him get rid of it. I’m so old.