The sleepover was a succcess.
Will Trocchi, newly christened nine-year-old, had his three teammates from the COUNTY CHAMPION medley relay team over (proud papa moment) for a Thursday night sleepover before school starts next week. The structure of the party was, um, fluid, thanks to my beautiful wife whose has never seen a plan she's afraid to alter. We settled on an IMAX movie, pizza at the house, and then general sleepover-ness.
However, even that was adjusted, as we got to the IMAX theatre at 510 for a show that was running from 5-545 (Atlanta traffic strikes again!). After contemplating $72 in tickets for 35 minutes, we decided to ditch the movie and actually go out for pizza. Felini's was the choice, and a good one, as the kids had the run of an outdoor porch with a wishing well fountain. Birthday boy, of course, had his shirt soaked by the end, but all in all a manageable meal in a pretty cool part of town.
On the way home, the plan was adjusted one more time, as we decided to stop by Piedmont Park. After a brief encounter with a police officer (you apparently can't back up looking for a parking spot), we took the boys to what was a muddier than expected playground, complete with puddles at the bottom of each slide. Yada, yada, yada, Amy ended up having all the boys shower and she washed their clothes back at the house following cupcakes.
Diary of a Wimpy kid was the movie of choice, which didn't get started until 930 or so. Things were relatively peaceful from there, and Amy and I decided to watch a Curb Your Enthusiasm at 1130, hoping all would be out by midnight and we could call it a night. When there was no stirring during one of the frequent trails of F-bombs that accompany that show (season debut was one of my all-time favorite episodes), we knew we were in the clear.
The next morning, there was Lego-playing, a water-gun fight, Wii battles and a Phineas and Ferb, complete with Doritos and Cheetos at about 930 am. When you're nine years old, can you ask for anything more than that?
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