He wanted to have a giant sleepover so we said yes. WOW! Let me just say, never again! There were fights, tears, injuries, and I'm sure much more that I haven't been told about yet.
We had games planned that didn't all go as planned. Like the marshmallow tower contest.
And the mummy wrap contest. Do you think Ryker is telling Preston, "Just shutup and let us cover you with this toilet paper!"?At least I got them all home in one piece the next morning. A few of them had bumps on their heads and fat lips from sliding down the stairs in their sleeping bags. I cringed every time my phone rang the next day thinking it was going to be an irate parent.
Did I ever tell you that I have "friend anxiety"? I have self diagnosed myself. This many friends at my house sent me back into my safe little box for a week!
The next night we had our family party for Ryker. See the boy sitting in the chair getting ready to blow out the candles. I don't know who he is. He came with my sister, Jeanne, and yes, he blew out the candles for Ryker. That did not go over well at all.I guess there's always next year. And you can bet your booty that there will only be three boys allowed for the sleepover and no strangers at the family party!
