I'm not sure if it was a reaction to the realization that we're having another sleepover (though now, apparently, it's
possible, but not definite), but last night I dreamt that I was on a tour bus full of kids, stuck in Manhattan midtown traffic for hours. I had pizza delivered to all of them, and was delighted by my ingenuity, when I abruptly realized:
There's no bathroom on this bus.
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Definitely the results of a pending sleepover. Good luck!!!
Last time we went through a ton of food and had chips and pretzels scattered everywhere. This time, we'll be ready.
Yeah, right.
Yeah, right...just confine them to one room.
We DID -- the den was a disaster area. Not as bad as teenage boys, but bad enough.
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