slumber party...

Saturday was my daughter’s slumber party. Since my sister came up with the idea, I told her she should host the party.

She had 12 girls sleep over.  Ages were between 7 to 13 years.  The back room was set up with a dollhouse, karaoke machine and twister game for the younger group to play with.  And in the front living room, music was playing and she had a big screen t.v. to watch movies too.  

This slumber party ended up being not only for the girls, but also for the “big girls” too.  My sisters and a couple of friends were over.   We had a good time having a “girls night out!”  

The teens were playing and dancing to their favorite music, the little ones were playing with the dollhouse, singing karaoke and playing the twister game, while the big girls were chatting away and drinking beer.  

Later that night, we all ended up watching scary movies!

By 3:00 a.m. my sister had set up two queen size inflatable mattresses for the girls to sleep in the backroom.

I was beginning to get tired.  I was thinking of sleeping over, but I really wanted to go to sleep in my own bed.  So I left the party.

The morning after, my sister calls me at around 9:00 a.m. sleepy and tired and asked me to go and make them breakfast. “Are you kidding?”  I told her.  “Why don’t you make them breakfast?”  “It’s your daughter’s slumber party, so you come over and make them breakfast!”  My sister tells me.

I wasn’t going to go.  But after finishing washing the dishes, I started thinking… after all my sisters do for me, I better get my butt over there and make them breakfast. By the time I got there, my sister had already started making pancakes with bacon.  “Mmm… !   I’m starving, where’s my breakfast?”

My sister told me the girls went to sleep at around 5:00 a.m. and couldn’t believe that they actually woke up by 9:00 a.m.!   When I got there, apparently my sisters and friends also spent the night.  

You could tell she very tired.  I told her, “now you see why I didn’t’ want to do it at my place?”  

“Never, again!”   My sister says.  Yeah, right, I told her.   “If you do it for one, you have to do it for the other.”  “You have to start planning on my son’s birthday slumber party!”  

Ahhh!  She screams!  “No Way!”