I totally dropped the ball on Pajama Day at school. The boys both brought home flyers about it one Friday, I promised they could participate, but by Monday it was totally out of my mind! Monday morning came and I dropped them off dressed completely normally.
I remember noting a child headed in to school wearing a robe and slippers. I thought for a quick second about my brother who hopped on a soap box occasionally in high school to condemn the wearing of PJ’s, sweats, and scrubs to school. I smiled to myself and went on with the rest of my day.
It wasn’t until I picked the boys up and saw child after child coming out in PJ’s that it donned on me. But Jack and Aly both ran to the car with smiles so I wasn’t too worried. Maybe they hadn’t noticed?!?
Then I asked. “How was your day at school boys?” Aly looked at me and instantly burst into tears. They were streaming down his face and I knew his heart was broken.
Worst. Mother. Ever.
And when the flyer for Crazy Hair Day came I knew I had my chance. The very second they handed it to me I announced we were going, “Immediately!”, to a local novelty costume/party store to purchase whatever they wanted (within a very small budget, of course) to make their crazy hair dreams come true.
They were both surprised and delighted. We had a fantastic time at the store and the next morning was super exciting. They were so particular about how they wanted their hair done, and Corey and I did our darndest to please them. Pretty funny stuff!
I hate it when I promise the boys something and don’t follow through. That’s like Parenting 101 stuff, and yet sometimes it happens.
Thank Heavens for sweet, forgiving children!