It's 11:27pm and I'm up blogging and I should be sleeping. My babies are at a slumber party. The last time we tried this they were home by 9pm the same day. So far they haven't made it back. They are at another's tenants place who has 4 kids of his own this weekend. I can see the window of the room they are staying in from mine, and the light finally turned off. I think my oldest one is ok. He's at the "Mom, it's not a big deal... REALLY" stage. My baby is still very much my baby. He's 7 and has ADHD, High Anxiety, and Mama's Boy syndrome. We figure he's either going to wake up in the middle of the night & walk home or be here as soon as he's awake. It's all I can do not to camp out on my couch. I actually hauled the pillow up there when I found two wide awake teenagers in the living room instead. So I've entrusted them to man the door, and I'm going to bed.