Wednesday, October 21, 2009
My favorite little nuts came over this Saturday for a slumber party while their mom and Dad were birthday partying.
We made cupcakes with a shit load of sprinkles.
We watched Ghostbusters 2 and Transformers. (That's what Tori chose to bring over) We went craft shopping at Michael's and "made a naughty guy talk" and we discussed weirdos. At one point in the evening Tori told me, "Kiss his butt?! YUCK! That's what weirdos do!"
A weirdo is the worst thing anyone can be ever. God help you if they call you one.
Oh. I was also asked to pretend that they were dogs and that they were eating sprinkles off the floor. The only part I had to pretend was that they were dogs. They were most certainly eating sprinkles off the floor.
They entertained guests by performing elaborate dances with glow sticks.
Then we tried to go to bed at a reasonable hour. That didn't pan out. Nor did sleeping in.