My son had turned “that” age. The age where he was making true friends, and wanting them to come over to play instead of just seeing them at school. The age where he no longer wanted to only do things with his mommy and daddy, but wanted to feel a bit of independence and dip his toes into a little bit more adventure. Thus, the first sleepover. Why not? It should be great fun. Except he was also at that age where the kids still invited the “entire” class to the party because they hadn’t yet decided to discriminate against who they liked and who they didn’t. That’s a good thing……the age of innocence. Okay, but I told him that the whole class sleeping over at the house just was not going to work. I was met with a look of disapproval, but yet acceptance. So we narrowed it down to, boys only! Not too bad. I did some quick figuring and decided that out of a class of 22, half were boys, which narrows it down to 11, and then statistically speaking everyone knows that of all the people invited there is always a percentage that doesn’t show. What is that percentage?……I couldn’t remember. No matter. I got lucky……….all 11 boys showed up. But, I could handle it, right? I received a few parent comments at the drop-off such as,”wow, 11 of them huh?” and, “your really brave”. I was sure I could do this. And I was right, we did just fine. Never mind that it turned into a free-for-all with 11 screaming boys running around with star wars lightsabers and nerf guns. Good thing I’m not prone to head aches or easy break downs. You just have to laugh, it’s all you can do when you’ve just said yes to a sleepover with 11 running, screaming boys that you know you are stuck with all night. No turning back. But quite honestly there are many fond memories and I smile every time I look at the pictures. However, I suppose you can guess that I did learn a lesson from that night and I managed to cut back on the amount of kids for later years. I also decided that I needed to be a little more prepared with activities and have a more take-charge attitude……without interfering on their fun and independence, of course.