Sleepovers are a lot more work now. We had inflatible beds and contact lenses and medications and crying babies. It was still a hell of a lot of fun -- we watched Emmet Otter's Jug Band Christmas, The Year Without a Santa Claus, Charlie Brown Christmas, and the Grinch. Quality viewing. I don't know if there's anything recent that even comes close to those specials. Plus there was hot chocolate with schnappes. And no one's bra got frozen.