Three of us couldn’t be happier about this. We’re envisioning an entire day of reading books and watching movies and possibly playing euchre. EVERY MINUTE OF THIS SHALL INCLUDE PAJAMAS.
The fourth one in this family, namely the uber-social twelve-year old girl, is horrified at an entire Thursday without her school friends, her neighborhood friends, and her youth group friends. She’s shriveling up and dying on the inside at the prospect of only her parents and little brother for hours and hours.
Being twelve is so hard.
Especially when your parents don’t think your life is actually that hard and laugh in your face when you list your miseries.
I will admit that being twelve and having me as a mother is probably a very trying situation. The poor child could count that on a list of difficulties without argument from me.
But anyway, tomorrow we shall abstain from pants with zippers and we’ll snack all day long. We’ll fight over the “Super Napper,” which is a large old comforter that’s softened to the perfect nap worthiness.
Here, Beanie is hard at Pajama Thanks Day practice already. She won’t rest until she’s…well, resting, I guess.
We do have actual plans to make important meals this weekend, too. We have family coming in from all over the state on Saturday and we’ll get together with Eric’s family on Sunday. All of these activities will include real pants and pinchy shoes, but we’ll enjoy them anyway.
And you– may your weekend be filled with a thousand reasons to be thankful. Please remember that I’m always, always grateful for you! I’m so blessed to count you among my reasons to thank God.
Happy Pajama Thanks Day to one and all!