MY BOGGY BLOG: find your way through the murk

10:00 P.M. Sleepover

It is 10:00 p.m. and there are six 9 year old boys running loose in our house, not to mention two 12 year olds and a 41 year old (okay, so the last three aren't really running). Younger DS turned 9 in November and we are finally having his party for his friends. It has really worked out well-- he was just dying to go to Roller Gardens with his friends AND have a sleepover, but it was hard to find a time when both would work. Today was the magical day, however, so we already went roller skating and came back here for frozen pizza, ice cream sundaes and a night of computer games, various chase and battle games that keep them running all over the house, and hopefully conking out in front of a video around midnight? I can dream, can't I?

For the most part, these boys have gotten on quite well. I had the privilege of driving the carload of boys to the skating rink, so I was privy to all their excitement and silly conversations. Like, "Let's talk about Super Smashbrothers Melee!" "Who's your favorite character?" "Link!" "Link stinks!" "Not if you know how to play him." "Let's talk about SpongeBob!" "SpongeBob is stupid!" "Let's talk about no homework!" And on and on. They would all shout out and it seemed like some prescribed ritual, the way the conversation went. Everyone seemed to feel free to give their opinion, even if others disagreed.

We've done lots of sleepovers in our career as parents, had some pretty wild and destructive ones (don't ask), and so far, this one isn't too bad. They have energy but it seems focused. And hopefully, as the sugar wears off, they will tire and crash. Sleep, little 9 year olds, sleep!