To come away with me in the night...

The girls are having "Pre's" at our house tonight.

I busied myself blowing up tyres, getting the car washed, and purchasing various mixers.

Then I came home and I sat in the garden, and played with the bubbles I bought at the service station. I blew so many they floated up to the windows of Tooli's room and she laughed as she saw them go by.

Some of the gals arrived, and amongst the usual suspects, (three of whom are missing in Action at Camp (Insert typical American Yoof Camp Name here)... There was someone I didn't know....

I shouted hello from the back door, "Hello K"....

"Hello" a confused voice shouted back.

"I'm in the garden blowing bubbles".

Silence.

"I'm Tooli's mum, in the garden blowing bubbles. Not her "special" Friend".

"Ah".

As if that makes it better.

:-)