I wasn’t allowed to attend sleepovers when I was a kid. I most certainly wasn’t allowed to host any.
Why? Something about “not wanting to deal with grumpy kids the next day”. A sorry excuse (ever hear of a nap? Oh wait- that was also a rule- no napping or sleeping all day).
Of course this was the end of the world. So after a lot of persuading, I compromised with my mother and managed to be allowed 2 sleepovers a year IF they were a birthday party and IF I agreed to be a pleasant individual for the entire next day.
Commence the campaign to make sure my friends had a sleepover party for their birthday. I got lucky and had about 3 before I attended middle school. They are treasured memories. They did take effort- I had to be sure to pretend that I wasn’t tired at all the next day for fear that my negotiation would be compromised.
I longed for the days when I would have children and I could let them sleepover and then nap the next day! I used to toss this around as a persuasion tactic. She was as strong as an ox and didn’t let it sting her.
The day has come though. My daughter has attended 2 sleepovers so far this year (just with close neighbors). She napped after both. Heck- I napped after both. We survived to tell the tale.
Now she is hosting her own this evening. My childhood dreams come true.
Unfortunately I am not invited to the fun since I am not 6, so instead I’m in the other room listening to the giggles and smiling.
I’m also looking forward to that nap tomorrow.