Every day one of the first things Annabel says to me upon waking is, “Mommy, what kind of day it is?” This is Annie-code for “What are we doing today?” Some days the answer is an easy, “Today is preschool!” But when I reply with, “It’s a Wednesday…I thought maybe we’d sit on the couch and not change out of our pajamas,” for some reason she finds that unacceptable.
Instead of just embracing the awesome that is a pajama day, Annabel has ideas. And she wants to go over them, in detail. It always starts with:
“So Mommy. I got an idea.”
I have a feeling that someday in the not-too-distant future, these words are going to make James groan. But I smile and say, “What’s your idea, Annie?” It’s my job to either make the idea happen, or tell her why it can’t.
“Mommy, let’s build a machine.” Usually when she suggests this, I ask her what kind of machine she wants to make, and then I tell her we don’t have the parts. Like, last week she wanted to make a time machine, and I told her we didn’t have a flux capacitor. She accepted that.
“Mommy, let’s decorate a cake.” Have I told you that Annabel is obsessed with cake decorating tutorials on YouTube? She could watch them all day. The other week, I took her with me to Michael’s Crafts. We went down the baking aisle and she FLIPPED OUT. “Mama! Look at the cake stands! Look at that [random baking utensil]! You use that to apply a crumb coat!” It’s like she’s speaking another language. But I’m not an animal, I love cake and we usually make a simple yellow cake to decorate. I really can’t wait until she’s old enough to actually make a cake from start to finish. What a glorious day that will be.
“Mommy, let’s go back to Hawaii.” I really have no argument against this one.
“Mommy, let’s put on a show.” Sounds simple enough, right? But then she needs curtains. REAL CURTAINS, MOMMY! No, curtains that pull with a rope! And they need to hang RIGHT THERE. No, I NEED RED ONES MOMMY! And I need costumes for all of my dolls. WHAT DO YOU MEAN WE DON’T HAVE DOLL COSTUMES?!?!
“Mommy, let’s open a restaurant.” This one is easy, as long as it involves imaginary food and drink. When she wants to start making food, or mixing up drinks (usually milk and water) that she then expects me to consume, things get dicey. She refuses help, but she wants to use the stove and obviously that isn’t happening.
“Mommy, let’s dress up with makeup.” Sure!
I think I haven’t done a good enough job of explaining how awesome a pajama day would be. An entire day of laying on a couch, under a blanket, cuddling…napping a bit. Totally seems like something a three-year-old and five-month-old would love, right?