Davis had been on a camping trip for five days - a long promised getaway after he brilliantly kept our house afloat during six and a half weeks of bed rest. My mom came to visit from California for three of those days.
But I was worn out by Sunday. One night I got two 2-hour stretches of sleep. Another night I got one 1-hour and one 3-hour stretch. So, I declared a pajama day on Sunday - to celebrate my last day of maternity leave, Daddy coming home, and the time change. It was super duper awesome!
3 comments:
Pajama days are the BEST!!!
Love it! We declare Pajama Day at least once every couple of weeks.
Sounds great to me!! We do little things like that and I think my son will remember those times when he gets older.
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