Once upon a time, my parents hosted grandkid sleepovers every Friday night. They would keep all six grandchildren overnight for a big grandparent/grandchildren sleepover. These ended when the oldest grandchildren started participating in activities ranging from volleyball to baseball to football. Suddenly Friday nights were just another game night.
A few months ago the oldest grandchildren asked for a grandkid sleepover. My mom was thrilled. She didn't bring up the idea any more because the oldest two grandchildren were in college. She thought they would be too old to think a sleepover was fun.
This was the first time our girls participated in the grandchild sleepover. They were thrilled. They stayed awake until 2:00 a.m. They woke up at 7:00 a.m. They had a great, great time.
Their only complaint? The boys stayed up later than the girls. They didn't understand why the boys got to stay up late and the girls decided to go to sleep. They wanted to stay up all night and not sleep at all. For them this was a once in a lifetime event.
I hope not. I hope they do this at least one more time. Still, I know the oldest grandchildren are going to outgrow this again soon, so I'm grateful the girls were able to experience it at least once.