And then there was one

Maddie got her sleepover birthday party--sort of. We started out with five guests. We made our own pizzas, had cake and ice cream and played with the bunnies. Then one guest had to leave for an appointment, and then there were four. Then one little girl's mother came to pick her up about 9 p.m. because they had to get up early and leave for Paris for the long weekend (Pentecost Monday is a holiday here). And then there were three. When we finally got the four of them down to bed, two of them started to cry and insisted that they just couldn't stay the night. They needed to be in their own beds. I didn't even push it. One of the moms came and took them both home. And then there was one. Jamie and Maddie didn't go to sleep until almost midnight and were up and playing again by 5:15 a.m. Skip and I have bags under the bags under our eyes. But Maddie has had a great time and I don't ever have to do this again--until next year.



Last one standing