Monday, December 3, 2007

I did survive, but did my sanity remain intact? That's questionable. Here are a few things I learned over the course of 12+ hours with eight seven-year-old boys.

The name Hunter was very popular in 2000-2001. Of the seven boys who attended the sleepover, FOUR were named Hunter.

Three medium pizzas will probably never be able to feed Jeremy and his friends again.

Boys do not know how to whisper -- especially at 5:30 IN THE MORNING! (God bless my husband who got up and tried to keep them quiet for at least another hour.)

Tie a rope to a tree and boys will be spend hours playing Tarzan despite the dropping temperature.

And finally, I'm willing to make about any deal to convince Anna to have any other kind of birthday party rather than another sleepover.

1 comment:

grab_a_spoon said...

Thank goodness you're alive!

Four Hunters? That's crazy. I have a feeling there won't be a lot of Justuses.