So, I've survived the first sleepover at our house.
Arranged by my eldest daughter, who's seven, and her best friend from school. A lot happened. They ate a lot of popcorn (including playing that game where you throw it up into the air and then try catching it in your mouth) watched disney films, made pizza, painted toenails in glittery nail polish, crimped hair, put on both a dance and a magic show for the cat, spoke french the whole time as obviously Miss B's friend doesnt speak any English, baked cupcakes and of course stayed up very late...they had an awesome time. (I'm exhausted!)