So the middle girl has her "best friend in the WHOLE World!" here for a sleep over. The girl also happens to be the Love of the little boys life. I think it must be dreadful to be a five year old little brother in love. He cries over her... a lot. Especially when he can't find them because they are quietly hiding under the covers of the loft bed. I feel for the boy, but I feel for the girls too. It looks like it will be one of those late nights where he reads books and colors in his chair. Happy boy. Happy Girls. Good Night.