A long one. And a fun one.
Bree came over on Sunday. We played spoons all day. And we laughed all day. I seriously think it might be the most I've laughed at one time. It was so much fun.
When it probably would have been time for us to take her home, we called her parents and asked if she could stay. And sometimes, things just work out. It seems like those are the times that always turn out the best with and those are the times you remember. Like that one time when a pipe broke at school, we had a snow day without the snow, and since we were taking Ruth to school anyway, we just 'stole' her for the morning. Then we went over to her house (within walking distance literally around the corner) for the whole rest of the day. Anyway, to prove my point, that was last school year and I still remember it, which means something.
Anyway, we drove Bree over to her house to get her pajamas and items nessecary for a sleepover. When we got back to my house we made our own pasta (Gnocchi) from scratch for dinner. It was surprisingly easy and surprisingly tasty.
I guess in terms of sleepovers, it was pretty perfect. I love it when you just call, Zelda says, yes, she can come over, and then she ends up staying all day. And then all night. And we giggle untill we're all giggled out and get the hiccups and then because we have the hiccups, and hiccups are funny, we continue to giggle despite the fact that our sides hurt and Cassie is taking a nap and we might wake her up. The best.
1 comment:
That is awesome! Hey, was it the gnocchi from school? Was it easy to make?
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