The sleepover

So I survived another day of paperwork, web-surfing and research in the office yesterday. I rushed to Wal-Mart to grab a few things I needed: fishfood, and water clarifyer for the aquarium, and some medicine for my mom. I got in the express lane thinking it was quicker than going through the garden center. I honestly spent 20 mintutes in Wal-mart and about 12-15 of it was in the express lane. The other lanes were all jam packed. the ladies in front of me had picked up some shirts and none of them were the same, and none of them were marked. So we had to wait for price checks. THe one lady was well over 50 and was purchasing some whine, they id'ed her and she couldn't find her license. So, single handedly in the express lane I went from scooting through, to sitting in line and having to rush home so that Tara could go to work.
On the ride home Tara calls me and tells me that one of Alexa's friends had called and wanted to come over for a while and Tara had said yes(knowing she wouldn't be there), then when the friend showed up she was fully packed with touthbrush and pajamas. My evening was full of girl drama, and Nickelodeon.
Alexa and P.J. are wide open and competitive in all phases of life. You don't really notice it until you see other kids interacting in the house with them. THey went out to ride bikes, Alexa and P.J. can't just ride bikes, they have to race(where that comes from I do not know, lol) they race repeatedly. Alexa continually gives P.J. headstarts, trades bikes and scooters just so that she can prove she's better in all areas. Well, when the friend was over I was sitting by the front door reading and I heard her exclaim, why can't you guys just ride bikes. Why does it have to be a race all the time?
Then, dinner came and I fixed my personal specialty. Gourmet Totino's frozen pizza. They all liked just cheese so it worked out pretty well for us. I sit down with my cheese burgers(George Foreman grilled I might add) and start watching Drake and Josh with them. Then, P.J. says, done. Alexa says, wait you started before me and one of your pieces was smaller than mine was. The friend again says, why do you guys have to race at everything?
So I was enlighted last night that my kids are terribly competitive on the bike, at the table and everywhere in between.
So, watch out if you ever come to the Hibiscus area, there are 2 little girls waiting for the opportunity to beat you at something.
Thanks for reading and Happy new YEar!