Nine at Ten

Belle had a birthday sleepover party this past weekend that included nine girls and Drew and I survived.

Not only did we survive the sleepover, if you could even imagine it, we actually enjoyed ourselves.

It started Saturday night at six pm. The girls arrived, screamed at extremely high decibels for what seemed like an hour straight, opened presents {despite the directive from us to hold off on opening presents in front of everyone which I feel is totally tacky}, and then screamed some more.

Then they danced their hearts out, ate pizza and decorated cupcakes with massive amounts of frosting and candies. Danced their hearts out again, although interestingly enough, six of them got tired and rested on the couch and guess who the remaining three were.....

Belle, Lily and a championship Irish Dancer who has danced in hundreds of competitions throughout her life.  AND....right before I killed the music for a more relaxing activity, I swear I saw her knees start to buckle from exhaustion.  But not my girls, nope.  They were actual trying to choreograph a dance routine.   

We then got ready for the movie Grown Ups that was rated PG-13 and each girl swore to me that they had already seen it with their parents, although I still stayed and watched it to make sure nothing was too racy, which some of it was.

We set up one queen air mattress, one real full size mattress, one single air mattress, and one girl opted for the couch.  Lily and her friend slept up in her room. 

They watched the movie, ate popcorn and at 12:40am I asked them to go to bed.....and guess what?  They did!  I was blown away and very pleasantly surprised. 

They awoke bright and early at 7:30am, lounged in bed for a bit while Drew {and I helped} cooked up a breakfast of pancakes, belgium waffles, eggs, bacon and christmas colored sprinkled popems to which one lovely guest asked why it is we were having donuts for breakfast? 

In my house, my healthy vegetarian super-food eating house, some little soul wondered why we were having donuts for breakfast?  I tried not to throw one at her head while I explained that it was a special birthday party sleepover breakfast popem and not just any ole popem. 

Breakfast took about sixty minutes to prepare and all of ten minutes to eat.  And then popem girl informed us that she didn't like the organic one hundred percent real maple syrup...ironic right?

The girls quickly removed themselves from the table, got changed and went outside to run, scream and play for another two hours until they would be picked up.  And that was that.

And as boring and factual as this post was, was exactly how Drew and I actually got through a sleepover with nine girls.  We did one thing after another after another until it was 12pm Sunday afternoon.

The end.  Not for the faint at heart. 

Comments

[single mom]

Hi there I am one of many single moms and I find your site very interesting. I hope I have much time each day to drop by and check your site for recent post. By the way thank you for sharing this.

[susiej]

Love this story. I remember dancing like that when I was a kid. Glad you survived.