What's Behind Pajama Day--
Friday was pajama day at our home school. We usually don't do that. My boys never enjoyed pajama day when they were attending school, and I don't really understand the premise. I am always in a better mood if I am prepared for the day, not looking like I never wanted it to start in the first place. But last Friday was different. I was tired. So very tired. I had a headache, and I simply didn't want to face the day. It was raining for the fourth day in a row, so the dreariness made it even more conducive to a day of "doing school" from the master bedroom. We started with breakfast in bed, then did everything that I help with from the master bed. I arose only to prepare a teapot to replenish my hot tea supply. The boys, however, got dressed; they did their work online; they played outside; they ate lunch in the kitchen, but I just couldn't muster the wherewithal to leave the bed. Was it just the weather, the beginnings of a migraine? No, that usu