Pajamas on the Big Bed
No outing today, unless you count the migration from their room to ours. The girls climbed up onto the big bed still in pajamas — one in pink, one in the purple Rapunzel nightgown with the headband to match — and stayed there a good while, heads pressed together, taking turns hamming it up.
August mornings around here don't demand much. The comforter got thoroughly rumpled and nobody asked for breakfast until well past the usual point. I let it go. School starts up soon enough and the slow starts will be harder to come by.
