Emma: Is it just me, or does Katie seem a little, well, off?

Robbie: Yeah, I think the encyclopedia has gotten to her. (Sigh) I'll start digging her grave.

Emma: Wait! What?!? That's ridiculous! Always with the traumatics.

Robbie: Ahhhh! An encyclopedia word! Run for your lives!

Emma: (Sigh.) I know! A sleepover would make Katie feel so much happier.

So Emma, bless her, got to work on my sleepover party.

Anyway, Emma and Robbie worked until Robbie fainted of dictionary words, and Emma had to sleep at her house. They were both so diligent and loving while I was well... you'll find out. Emma came up to my house and knocked on my door. I thought she wanted to play with me, but at a time like that.

Katie: Seriously, Emma. You don't give up at all.

Emma: No I do not. I want you to have a sleep-over at my house tonight. Now, I know it's short notice, but Robbie and I worked very hard t-

Katie: Are you kidding me, yes! I haven't had a sleepover with you guys in forever.

Emma: I'll take that as a yay.(Grin.)

When we got to Emma's house, we ate pizza and played checkers.

I had my own personal nail designer Ula come and do Emma's and my nails. Ula is a very sweet middle-aged woman who makes your nails look like a portrait.

Robbie had fun with his friend Colt downstairs watching Captain Underpants.(Nasty.) All together we watched Dragons: Race to the Edge downstairs. I love that show!

Suddenly, Ula exclaimed, "Oh dzikie dzieci!" Which means, "Oh wild children!" in Polish. Colt and Robbie clung on to Ula the nail painter.

Katie: Let go of her Robbie and Colt!

Robbie: Sorry Katie.

Emma: It's alright. Go back downstairs now and watch your show. Run along there.

Colt: We can't play with you?

Emma: Oh okay.

Ula: Ach chlopcy. (Ah boys.) I'll prepare the cake.

Robbie: That was supposed to be a secret surprise Ula!

Ula: Wybacz mi. (Forgive me.)

Katie: It's fine.

Colt: I'll help Miss Ula prepare the cake. Er, lick the batter.

Ula: If you are a good pestilence, maybe.

Colt: OK. Or will I?

Emma: You will if you want cake.