I've just survived an evening of two-slumber-part
ies-in-one for my daughters' birthdays. They all made cupcakes, had "makeovers" and watched "High School Musical 2," screaming and clapping at the end of the movie. I don't know what time it
was before they all went to sleep (I've been told everything from 11 pm-3 am) but Caroline and her crew were up bright and early at 5:30 am ready for breakfast (so, of course, I was up, too.) Bring on the brain surgery, I can make it through anything!