Kid2 is done with preschool. I'm wondering how that happened, while I'm thoroughly enjoying not having to drive across town ever. We seriously stay in our pajamas all day. We take Kid1 to school in our pajamas and we come home and stay in our pajamas. Unless, of course, we randomly decide to go somewhere, but that doesn't happen often. We like home. And why not stay comfortable. Plus, I work from home and am taking full advantage of not having to pull real clothes on. Yoga pants FOREVER!
Somehow, however, I'm still knee deep in piles of laundry. It's a mystery to me. And I'm certainly starting to believe that the laundry fairy really doesn't exist. Or she hates me. Same goes for the cleaning fairy. The grocery shopping fairy. The bathing kids fairy. The mowing fairy. And now I realize just now lazy I am. Back to reading blogs ... in my pajamas.
