ON CHILDHOODIn the midst of a time of family celebration,
Mrs. Zenpundit and I were hosting a sleepover involving the
Firstborn of Zenpundit and a couple of other girls in the same early elementary range. From my fatherly perspective, it would seem that a girl's sleepover primarily involves two things:
a) The consumption of large quantities of processed simple sugars.
b) Squealing.
Lots and lots of squealing.