For the past few months, Erma has been asking me if we can have an all-girl sleepover party. I have been putting the whole notion off for the following reasons:
- Somebody is sick just about every weekend.
- Sigourney doesn’t sleep.
- It seemed like a bad idea.
In a moment of weakness, I told Erma that we could have our all-girl sleepover party last night. Because, really, how bad could it be?
It was pretty bad. Not as bad as could be. But still…bad.