A phone call at 6:45 in the morning is never a good thing.
As I reached for the phone, I breathed a small sigh of relief when I saw that it was one of Mimi’s friends. In a quiet voice, she asked to speak to Mimi, then whispered to me who she was. (As if I didn’t know the sound of her voice!) I thought she was being a little stranger than usual, but just mentally shrugged and handed the phone over to my bleary-eyed daughter.
When Mimi started making sympathetic noises and exclaiming “how awful it was” and that she was “so sorry that happened”, I assumed that her friend had some sort of glitch with the project that had half the eighth graders staying up for most of the night. I was just slightly more confused (but not really surprised) when Mimi started telling her friend about the funeral we had had for one of KT’s fish a few years ago.
When Mimi hung up, she turned to me and said “Mom… she’s crying really hard and I don’t know what I’m supposed to do.” Now I was really perplexed as the child that I had just spoken to, was no where near tears. I asked what was going on with her friend.
Mimi let out and exasperated sigh and blurted out “I don’t see what the big deal is. It’s not like she had it very long or anything. She’s crying because her goldfish died!”
The one thing that stands out about this situation, is that a year ago my little girl would’ve bought into the drama and have been howling right along with her friend at the huge tragedy that had occurred. My baby girl is growing up….
Bit O Life
Mimi…practicing a fake smile.