1 Mother 2 Another

Monday was a day off school to celebrate
Columbus Day and after the whirlwind of the weekend – a
women’s retreat for me, birthday parties with school mates,
and more – I felt like we deeply needed some unstructured
down time together. Time to veg and hang out and play and bake and
watch movies.


In other words, a Pajama Day.

If you’ve read my blog for a while
you know this house takes Pajama Day seriously; I’d been
pondering declaring it Sunday afternoon when both girls approached
me with sober faces. “Mom,” said Maddie,
“We’ve been talking, and Cora and I think tomorrow
should be a Pajama Day.” Cora nodded vigorously in the
background.


I looked at them gravely. “You feel strongly about this,
then?” I asked. They agreed. I shook my head slowly. “I
have to tell you, I’ve already made plans for tomorrow,
girls, and unfortunately your idea will have to be on hold –
BECAUSE I’M DECLARING IT PAJAMA DAY!”


They screamed with delight, Cora yelling, “Silly Mommy!
That’s what we wanted!”


So when they came downstairs we had the living room all set up
– a pallet of blankets laid on the floor, pillows piled
against the couch, down comforters lined up for each person. In
other words, the perfect Movie Watching Station. Being Pajama Day
pros, both girls immediately went to “her” spot and
snuggled down.


Yes, it was an awesome day. We made pancakes and bacon. We watched
two (TWO!) movies. We made a big giant cookie and topped it with
chocolate and marshmellows, making our own S’more Pie. We
watched all three acts of “Coppelia” on DVD. We played
outside in the glorious weather – IN OUR PAJAMAS.


In short, it was a little bit of heaven.


I loves me some Pajama Day.