Yes, it is Saturday morning and I woke up (not voluntarily) a little bit before 7 a.m. and yes, I am still in my floral nightgown and pink bedjacket.
It's now noon and I am still in my nightgown but breakfast has been made and eaten, the dirty dishes run through the washer and put away, four (count 'em!) loads of laundry washed/dried/folded or hung and put away. I even snuck in a short little 30 minute nap in there somewhere whilst Daddy kept the busy Bear occupied.
Let me give you a visual: nightgown, glasses (no contacts), no makeup, no shower. Attractive, huh?
So the Bear follows me into his room to put away his clean clothes and he touches my nightgown and says:
"You look pretty in your dress."
He is apparently going to be his father made over.
What a beautiful way to start the weekend!!!