The Lightweight and the Gatecrasher

So, yesterday was Emily and mine's girly sleepover day. So, at 3pm I was frogmarched upstairs to get my PJs on and have my hair done in pigtails by Em:

Then it was downstairs for a spot of scrapbooking:

Then we had our tea and, once the boys were home, we went upstairs armed with dvds and popcorn. So, by 6.10 I was tucked up in bed with my fave girl and 3 hours of Prince Caspian ahead...by 6.30 I was asleep! Poor Em, she kept trying to wake me up but couldn't do until 9pm. I felt that guilty I let her throw a load of nail varnish at my nails (oh, that was a manicure was it?!). And by 10...back in the land of nod again! I'm such a lightweight!

But hang on, what's this? I thought it was a GIRLY sleepover? Rob came in this morning to find this: We had a gatecrasher! And why is it the littlest one always has the largest share of the bed?!