I'm not ashamed to admit it.
On Saturday Erik was in his pajamas.
All.
Day.
Long.
It was quite the eventful day.
Steve and I were alternately in and out of the house.
Spreading holiday cheer, and such.
While Erik dutifully remained on house patrol.
And hunted for sticks in the backyard.
Thanks to Louisiana.
And its
FAB-U-LOUS
winter weather.
Busy day, for everyone.
(Sometimes things like that happen.)
But bedtime rolled around.
(inevitable)
So we put him in the bath
and let the day
slow
down.
(And then re-pajama'd him.)
THE END.
What a cute chubby stern face he has!
ReplyDeleteI love pj days...If it weren't for school we would have a lot more of them ourselves...Christmas break? Bring on the jamies.
ReplyDeleteLove the boots by the way.... Sam has them too. he wears them to shop, to school, to the park, to bed, and my personal fav, to Church.
We have all day pajama days...in fact, almost everyday was pajama day when I was pregnant!
ReplyDeleteespecially love the green boots~
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