“The moon is up, it’s getting late. Let’s get ready to celebrate. It’s pajama time!
Pull on the bottoms, put on the top. Get yourself set to pajama-dee-bop! It’s pajama time!
Now some are old, and some are new. Some are red and some are blue. some are fuzzy, some are not. But we can all pajammy in whatever we’ve got. It’s pajama time!
Some are pink and some are green. Some are the ugliest you’ve ever seen. They might be stripey, or polka dot. But we can all pajammy in whatever we’ve got! It’s pajama time!
Pajammy to the left, pajammy to the right. Everybody’s wearing them for dancing tonight!
Now all around the room in one big line, wearing our pajamas and looking so fine! It’s pajama time!
Hop into bed and turn out the light, you can have a party in your dreams tonight. It’s pajama time! hush hush. It’s pajama time! hush hush It’s pajama time. SHhhhhhhhh Good night. Sleep tight.”
Pajama Time by Sandra Boynton
This book was one of the boys favorite books when they were younger. They loved it right to death actually.
My kids don’t get new clothes very often, and new jammies?! Even less.
We have those footie jammies that we all love and when they outgrow them we just snip off the feet and they become footless jammies! Problem solved! They will last at least another 3 months or more! Sweet!
But we’ve come to a dilemma. They are both at that stage where if needed they can go to the bathroom all by themselves without mom or dad’s assistance, especially in the middle of the night.
However it quickly became apparent that with the zip up jammies this was a bit too difficult. William especially could not get the jammies back on by himself so he would inevitably wake us up.
Sleep is a sacred thing here, for David mostly so we bit the bullet and went jammy shopping! This was easier than taking the effort of teaching the skill of zip up jammies.
It was like Christmas around here again. And now they can’t hide their pleasure everytime it’s jammy time. William has even been seen (on days we don’t make it out of our jammies) to change into a different pair just out of sheer excitement. Like the beloved book says, It’s pajama time! Party time!
Oh the little things. Got to love new jammies. Gotta love these boys.