Ok....so....today I got home from work about 4:30pm and guess what? You got it, the pajamas had returned. Sigh. (Kristin I know you are smiling).
Yep.....my short lived happiness was instantly deflated as I saw Young Lee come out of his room in the pajamas. Sigh again. HOWEVER, I decided that even though it was still early in the day and he clearly was not going to bed anytime soon, the bright side is that he wasn't outside playing basketball in the front of the house while wearing the pajamas. So I suppose I can kind of compromise here and as long as he isn't running around Orcutt in the pj's I will just let it go.
What can I say? I see the pajamas and I instantly secretly daydream of them shredding in the washing machine. Now of course I would never really wish that would happen but you know what I mean. It's like instant pajama hatred whenever I see them before 8pm or so.
I'm working on it people, I really am.
Young had his first beef and bean burritos tonight. We eat burritos and tacos a LOT at our house. What can I say, it's easy, cheap, and everyone likes it. He made a huge burrito and woofed it down and then I heard a "mum I would like another one" so I got all excited because he actually talked to me without me having to ask him a question first, and I ran in the kitchen to help him heat up the tortilla on the stovetop. I didn't think that Young's culinary skills were ready for the tortilla warming. You know how we Californian's do it..we throw the tortilla over the gas flame and hope we don't set the kitchen on fire, while also flipping it with our hands and hoping we don't burn the crap out of our fingers, which we ultimately all have done at one time or other. Anyways, he inhaled the second burrito and was walking around with a hand on his stomach like "OMG I ate too much".
Besides coming out for burritos and to get some water I haven't seen much of Young tonight. He has a lot of homework every night and pretty much stays in his room sitting at his desk. It's either homework or watching Chinese videos or playing a video game on the computer. Young doesn't really initiate conversations too much but he will answer questions when I ask him things, which is much better than the previous two weeks. Drew still tells me that Young comes into his room and talks to him all the time. I'm wondering where in the heck I am when all of this conversating is going on.
Young does tell me he likes it here and I love it when he calls me "mum" so things really are going pretty good and it's getting better and easier.
Com'on folks.....join me in hoping for a pajama free day tomorrow :)