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To slumber…to pass the time in sleep; to be dormant, still, or at rest; to be in a state of inactivity or calm

And this goes with “party” in what way???

So I had a brief moment of insanity last week when I agreed to let my youngster have a sleep-over and invite three friends. This is their childhood, time to help them make lasting memories with milestone experiences like a “bunking party.” What the @*%# was I thinking?!

To be fair, these boys are adorable. They’re sweet, polite, funny and I loved having them over. I really did. But nothing can prepare you for the onslaught of energy, screeching, farting, and yelling only a group of boys can bring. I have two sons and I still wasn’t prepared.

At the start, I had this image of me sipping wine in a rocking chair while I watched the boys play peacefully on the trampoline, hold hands and sing, and do all things angelic. Wrong. By 5 p.m., the boys were on the trampoline, shirtless and wild-eyed like savages, screaming at me to continue pummeling them with water balloons. I’d fill up a water balloon as fast as I could, because I really didn’t want the little creatures leaving the trampoline enclosure that kept them away from me, and throw it as hard as I could into the space while all four boys tackled it, shoved, pushed, and wrestled to win the balloon. It was really like watching hungry lions in a zoo fight for their meat. This went on for an hour. They loved it.

Fast forward to bedtime. Ha! What a funny name for a word that means to fall asleep since that was the last thing in their little hyperactive heads after eating bowls of chocolate ice cream. (Rookie mistake). We made the bed, blew up the air mattress, pulled out the blankets, and created a cozy little nest. It lasted five minutes. They jumped one from bed to the other and flung themselves from a nearby chair and over a table to “fly” and land on the mattress. They were out of control. I tried straightening the sheet, and a little creature smacked my butt. I put pillows down and another one grabbed them and pounded his friend.

The hubby and I finally left defeated waiting for the gremlins to become innocent again. And they did. Like all sweet little boys, they grew tired, climbed in the bed, tried to stay up talking but finally gave in to sleep. Awww…peace at last!

Until 6:30 a.m. when I awoke to one of the gremlins smiling at me…

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