Late-Night
Do you know what happens when you have a whole quiver of children? You get used to that can't-move-without-bumping-into-someone feeling. You accept the idea that your 'parents only' bathroom gets used daily by people who are way too young to procreate. And, when a couple of your kids are gone for a few days, you feel the need to fill in the space. This causes you to, in a moment of 'I need more kids' weakness, allow your son to have a late-night. I didn't have 'late-nights' as a kid. We just had good, old-fashioned sleep-overs. My parents didn't care if they didn't know the other parents. Would we be sleeping in a bed or on the living room floor with 16 other stragglers? Whatever. Just be home by 10 in the morning. Now, though, our world is a bit different. So, my son invited his 4, no 5, no, 6 closest friends (all boys but one girl- who has completely wrapped herself around my heart). I baked brownies and popped popcorn before they a...