I survived the Sleep Over!

My oldest just turned 11 and per his request, we threw a sleep over party. We've done these in the past, and after each one I swear I'm not having another. These parties usually mean 8 boys, in the basement, jacked up on cake and ice cream, playing video games all night long. The first time I tried to get them to settle into their sleeping bags, it was 10:30. I don't know what I was thinking. I sent down my husband at midnight and he rechecked them at 1:30. They were still all going strong. I couldn't make it and I passed out. My husband last checked them at 3:30am and then gave up himself. Although they were all chipper when I fed them cinnamin rolls for breakfast, I'm sure they went home and had crabby afternoons. Thankfully, I didn't receive any angry phone calls from parents. I've told myself, its just once a year.