The Pied Piper

Pajama day was Friday. I almost forgot. We were on the way out the door when I remembered. Luckily I had remembered the night before and the pink, footed, favorite pajamas were clean & fresh on the dad’s dresser. Not that daughter ever wears pajamas to sleep in. She sleeps in panties just like the brothers sleep in boxers. She wears pajamas up until the minute she’s ready for sleep. I know my day is over when they come off, because next she lays down her head and closes her eyes. Gone for the night. Amazing. Not even with Ambien do I fall asleep that quickly & easily.

Unfortunately pink, footed pajamas are tough to shoe. We finally found some clogs that work, thank God for Oma’s and random presents. I thanked God again when we got to the school and noticed that not a single kid forgot it was pajama day. They were so excited and so cute! I wished I had a picture of the class to share and not just daughter. As for the flute. It was “R” week and the prize for “R” bingo was a recorder. Yeah. 16 hopped-up preschoolers excited to be in pj’s in the middle of the day all playing on recorders. I don’t know which parent was in charge of the “R” prize but I will find out. I will.