Shhh... don't tell mommy I'm writing this-- I'm supposed to be in bed, but I'm just too excited about my first-ever sleepover. Gram and I have had a kick-ass time so far. In addition to the usual cars, trucks, trains and torture (of the pets), we got to make a pizza...

...make clown ice cream sundaes...

...and get into our PJs (notice the black and green ones that are soft like Margie) and tell our deepest, darkest secrets through our anthropomorphic stuffed animals...


Like any good sleepover, the best part comes after mommy and daddy think we're asleep. That's when I called for the pillow fight. Awwww yee-ah.