My youngest son, almost nine, has always been a little more attached to me than my older two ever were. He's had some sleepovers out of neccessity, but those were always accompanied by a lot of anxiety. The sleepovers that were by choice never made it through the night.
Well, yesterday, I was at my sister's and she invited him for a sleepover. Without hesitation he said "OK!" I asked him if he was sure and he said "Sure, why not!" I half expected him to chase me down the driveway as I was leaving but he just said "bye, Mom."
The last attempt at this was six months ago and he just couldn't bring himself to sleepover. In six months, my baby has transformed into a wonderfully confident young man. The best part was seeing the pride on his face.