As Promised...

Remember how I am not ashamed to post embarrassing pictures of myself? Well, here we go. These just might top the charts as the best yet. Maybe some day I will grow up. Then again, maybe I won't. Only time will tell.

The first annual cheetah sleepover was a huge success, I'd say.

It didn't take long for us to start getting a little hyper. We probably wouldn't have even needed the candy to help. This is Jaime, me, Cassie, and Jessica in the back. Amy must have been taking the picture.

There she is. Cassie and Amy doing something weird with their lips. Don't ask me.
Cassie INSISTED that we play the Babysitter's Club Game (yes I own this thanks to my sister). That was the best 30 seconds of my life, right there.
Then we thought it would be a good idea to take 387 photos of ourselves in this formation. Let me tell you, it wasn't easy. We were like a bunch of 5 year olds.

"I'm not in the picture!"

"Cassie, stop throwing things at me!"

"Hey, where are you going?"

"What are you laughing at?!"

"Get back here!"

"Make a funny face!" (as if requesting that was necessary...)

In the end, we turned up with quite a few gems.

Let's see. Shall we recap?

Pizza? Check.
Candy? Check.
Babysitters Club Game? CHECK.
Billions of random pictures? Check.
Sharing of our deepest, darkest secrets? Check.
Sleepless night? Check.

All of this equals a most fantastic sleepover. I love you, Cheetahs.

And yes, we are all the most highly professional social workers you will ever find. Thanks for asking.