Awesome subject, Brynne!

I LOOOVE sleep-overs! The latest I've ever stayed up is probably, about 2:45. That was at my friend's Sophie's sleep-over. At night, we snuck downstairs, snatched the whipped cream, and sprayed it on Sophie's brother! It was AWESOME!!!!!! At about 12:00, we formed a talk-a-loud where if you wanted to talk, you would join the group, and start to talk. We got away with it until 12:45, when Sophie's mom heard us, and came in. Rats! That was last year. This year, she held another sleep-over. It was on her grandparents' farm. Sadley, there were no animals. But, there was a swimming pool, swimming house, and the main house was 3 steps away from a river! It was AWESOME! We also had a talk-a-loud at that sleep-over, too. Well, gotta go. Bye!

Elena B.

Best sleepover I ever had was at my then-friend Lisanne's house for her birthday. She also had my still-friends Rachael, Ashlee, and Adaire (who is perhaps the funniest person I have ever met) over.

Anyhoo, first thing, Rachael and Adaire steal my Midsummer Night's Dream book (which was in my backpack on the off chance that there would be an occasion to read) and hid it, so Ashlee and I got into a little war with Rachael and Adaire trying to find my book. This lasted for about two hours, and I'm not sure where Lisanne was for all this time, I think in her room playing a video game. *rolls eyes*

Then we got kicked outside, so we went and saw the snow fort (this was the middle of January). It was like this cave thing inside a frozen snow drift, Lisanne and her sister Abby had hollowed it out. Anyway, there was a slide entrance, a regular-person sized exit, and a Lisanne-sized rabbit hole. Plus a window.

Now you have to understand, Rachael is, er, larger than Lisanne. Much taller (about 5'11" as compared to about 5'0") and proportionately wider in the shoulder. The Lisanne tunnel was not only Lisanne-sized, but it CURVED. and yet, for reasons unbeknownst to me, she decided to try to crawl through it. I think she might have been chasing me, actually, as I had just stolen her hat.

She got stuck. So Lisanne and I were outside, worthless because she was rolling around shrieking with laughter, and I was on top of the snow fort, by the slide entrance, quoting Monty Python and the Holy Grail at the top of my lungs (don't ask why, i'd had several sodas at that point).

Adaire was inside, rolling around giggling insanely. Ashlee, meanwhile, was trying to get Rachael unstuck. And I quote: "KICK ONCE IF YOU NEED ME TO PULL! KICK TWICE IF YOU NEED ME TO PUSH!" XD

Anyway, after we got Rachael unstuck, Adaire figured it'd be fun to turn off the flashlight and scare Ashlee by poking her beneath her rib cage. Multiple times. Ashlee, incidentally, squeals like a deranged squirrel if she gets poked. :D I think we went in about 3 or 4.

Next morning, Ashlee and I got woken up by squirt bottles full of ice water wielded by Adaire, Lisanne, and Rachael, so naturally we got into a water/pillow fight, in the rec room. And then we migrated into Lisanne's room and had a war to see who could shoot the most rubber bands into Lisanne's light fixture (it's like this huge bowl thing, hanging over her bed). And then Ashlee decided to straighten Adaire's hair. OH, and I found my Shakespeare book, in the bathroom.

After Adaire's hair had been straightened (a two hour ordeal), Ashlee and I went to hide in the rec room, while Adaire and Rachael were out... doing something. I'm not sure, but they were in the hall outside of Lisanne's bedroom. And LIsanne was in her bedroom. All of a sudden we heard this... WUMP! wump-wumpwumpwumpwumpwump WUMP AAAAAH! accompanied by insane laughter on Adaire's part.

Ashlee and I went running out and found that Rachael had managed to fall down the stairs. Or Adaire pushed her, it's really hard to tell. *grin*

Oh, and at some point Rachael threw my socks away.

Best night ever. It was amazing, though my abs were a bit sore afterwards.

I don't think Lisanne's parents ever wanted to see any of us again, though. 

Hiya, Everybuggy!

Uggh, sadly, the closest I've ever been to a sleepover is either spending the night with my Grandma or hiding (no-not actually hiding) in my tent inside the house. That's because I don't have any other kids about my age in my neighborhood fit to play with, only a 3 year old girl. I've actually got no more friends than her, my mom, my dad, my aunt, my cousin, my Grandma, and a couple other kids a few years younger than I am that are kids of my relatives' friends.