Just Kill Me Now
A slumber party.
I remember being Lily's age and going to slumber parties and having slumber parties. I loved them. I don't remember my mom loving them, though. In fact, she was downright grouchy about them. She was driven insane to the point where she sat on the stairs next to the room we were in and kept hissing, "Quit talking." I thought she was just the worst mother ever, not to mention a giant party pooper. Now I know better. The woman just wanted to sleep.
So even though I do NOT want a slumber party at my house, it's looking like that's the direction we're headed. I'll let you know the date so that you can Skype me all night long and join in the fun. I'll be awake, after all.