pj boy

Last night, I got up from the couch and said it was time for pajamas. Damian said "Okay, but first I have to go pee." Sure thing, kid. I gathered the necessary acoutrements (socks and whatnot) and walked to our bedroom, where he usually gets changed. But before I even entered the hall, Damian reappeared from the bathroom. Giggling.

"Guess what I did, Mommy? Mommy, I want to show you something funny!"

Then he emerged. Stark naked.

I agreed it was both funny and very clever, getting a jump on the process like that.

Then he grabbed the pile of clothing from where I'd put it down and ran off to his room. "Don't look, Mommy! Don't come in! I have something else funny for you!"

"Okay, Damian, I promise I won't come in."

But he closed the door to his room anyway, just in case I was tempted to peek. I suddenly felt like the parent of a teenager.

Fairly soon he emerged once more. Not surprisingly, he was fully clothed now. In his pajamas, of course. Also exceedingly pleased with himself. He thought it was the best joke, getting dressed without me. Me, I'm hoping it was funny enough to repeat sometime soon. Very soon.

Posted by Tamar at January 29, 2004 09:41 PM