Well, the pretend stars. Last night Big Trouble and The Professor had their very own version of Night at the Museum. Big Trouble's Boy Scout Troop (and apparently every other little boy in America) had a sleepover at the Museum of Natural History in NYC. The Professor is Big Trouble's adult for all things Boy Scout (you have to have a background check now, and as they only check one guardian, said guardian is the one who goes on all the activities), so he accompanied.
Apparently, a lovely time was had by all, although apparently not a lot of sleeping was done. Big Trouble usually drops off by 8:30 at the latest, and lights out was 11:45 last night, with the museum staff issuing a firm wake-up call at 7:00 am. Needless to say this has made for a bleary-eyed Big Trouble today, who has not been able to muster up the energy for much trouble at all.
They got to walk around the exhibits at night after the museum closed, saw a raptor show, had a late-night IMAX movie, saw Fossils by Flashlight, and got to sleep in the Hall of Planet Earth. This was part of Big Trouble's Christmas present (sleepovers at the museum don't come cheap, I'm afraid....), and he seemed to be truly excited. I could tell, because he was voluntarily trying to carry their items out to the car, rather than claiming that he was having to do it "against his will." (Big Trouble claims he has to do a lot of things against his will. I tell him my whole life is against my will, but he doesn't seem to grasp this....)
Miss Serious and I stayed home and enjoyed a dinner out and a movie in (and got to sleep in our own beds). Merry Christmas, Big Trouble!