Party On

A few years ago, when JT turned 8, I organized a sleep over party for 8 boys.  The theme: 8 for 8.  It was very loud in my house.  Clearly, I am a woman who learns her lessons.....this year, for his 10th birthday, we had just 7 boys to spend the night.  That's still a lot of boys.

My friend Miss A joined us for the fun.  She provided necessary humor and good sense, as well as quick service for hungry beasts.   She also made an emergency sugar run on Sunday morning when I realized I didn't have enough sugar on hand to make the breakfast muffins....disaster averted, thanks to the amazing Miss A.

Once the party got under way, the cats were having none of it.  For the majority of the night, they staged a silent protest.  After I managed to get the boys in the sleeping bags in the playroom, the cats briefly emerged to stalk about the living room, looking like they had developed PTSD. 

Some of the boys fell asleep by 11 and so I hit the sheets and promptly fell dead asleep.  At 1 am, I awakened to a whispered uprising in the rafters.  I headed upstairs to lay down the law, using my best teacher voice.  Quiet (briefly) ensued.  The boys came awake by 6:30 the next morning, a little early for my weekend tastes.  By 10, the beasts had been returned to their parents and my home returned to its peaceable kingdom status.

But JT has some very happy memories and my sanity is making a slow return.  So I think we can call the weekend a success.