As a kid with super-strict parents, sleepovers were absolutely necessary for me to catch a glimpse at how normal households worked - a chance to enjoy the privileges that other kids had. Eating junk food was a luxury for me, and all my friends parents seemed to fill their cabinets with food my mother would call garbage. Pop tarts. “Sugar cereal.” I was besotted with frozen pizzas and french fries. Of course, sleepovers were also an opportunity to get into trouble. My friends either didn't have…