My daughter had three friends sleep over and I am still finding evidence.
There was mascara on a towel, pizza crust under the couch, fake nails in the hallway and somebody used my good face cream like body lotion.
At 2:40 in the morning they were making ramen and laughing like tiny drunk aunts.
I asked them twice to settle down. They did not. One of them said “sorry queen” and kept going, which somehow made me madder.
The next morning their parents picked them up all cheerful and rested while I stood there looking like I had survived a minor hostage situation.
My daughter wants another one next month. I would rather host raccoons.
Can I just say no more sleepovers, or is that too harsh?
You can ban sleepovers for a while without banning friendship.
Three kids after midnight become a traveling circus with ramen.
I would allow one friend next time, not a full delegation.
Sleepovers are fun until somebody’s child starts opening cabinets.
My daughter hosted two friends and I found popcorn in a shoe.
Kids remember sleepovers forever. Moms remember the bathroom.
The phrase sorry queen would have ended the evening for me too.
After one sleepover, my house looked like a small festival site.
Let them try again later with fewer kids and actual rules.
No is a complete sentence, especially after 2 a.m.