on Saturday afternoon, right, James declared that he wanted what his Mummy calls a "pajama day" on Sunday. this pretty much does what it says on the box, really, unless you are Daddy of course and you're going to need to get up and get dressed to get stuff from the shops.
both James and William had an uncharacteristic lie in on Saturday, with neither of them getting up until close to 8 - an unprecedented event, as any parent shall surely confirm. they more or less did the same trick on Sunday too, getting up at about 7:30. although Michele got me up a good deal earlier than that "just in case".
to look at them, though, you'd think they might both have been wishing they had stayed in bed for a little while longer.
William was briefly excited about the fact that Scooby Doo was on TV, but soon saw a better option in just having a nice lie down on his brother for a bit.
so how did James' ambitions for a "pajama day" work out, then? you will have to wait and see the next post.....
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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