Yesterday afternoon I was reading the email newsletter from the fourth grade teachers, as I do every Friday afternoon. Or at least I thought I read the email newsletter every Friday. In yesterday’s missive I read this sentence “Pajama day was a huge success today.” Pajama day? They had pajama day today? How did I not know about this? The C-man went to school in his usual outfit, track pants and a long sleeve t-shirt. Oops. I felt awful.
Last night at bedtime I approached the C-man with some trepidation and asked if it had been pajama day today. “Yes” was his succinct reply. I asked why he didn’t wear his jammies to school. He laced his fingers behind his head and said “I didn’t want to mom, I just didn’t see the point”.
Well alrighty then.