When my daughter was still a pre-teen, she went on a lot of sleepovers. Half a dozen girls would stay up most of the night, talking, playing, talking, snacking, talking, laughing, in general having a fabulous time. I could measure the success of the sleepover by how tired Taylor was when she got home.
When I got home from my quilt retreat tonight, I feel asleep while talking with my husband. Then I dozed off while the news was on, and again while DH was chatting with his mother on the phone.
Guess I had a good time.
Here a few pictures to give you a taste.
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