Scribble Picnic - PAJAMAS or PYJAMAS

This week's theme for the Picnic is Pajamas or Pyjamas.  (My computer spellcheck feature underscores pyjamas but it also underscores words like colour and theatre and favourite which are not wrong but just spelled differently depending where you're from.)

Now I like a good "pajama day".  What's that? you might ask.  That's where you know you're not going out anywhere, the weather is usually bad, and you stay comfortably in your pj's all day.  It might involve taking a little "bird bath" and keeping those jammies on, or showering up and putting on a fresh pair.  Hygiene aside - however you're comfortable is fine.  I've had a couple of pajama days this winter coinciding with the snow days we had off from school.  Below is a picture of my grandson his mom sent me from his pajama day he had when daycare closed because of snow.  Doesn't everyone wear boots over their jammies when they Swiffer the windows?  (He LOVES sweeping!)

Initially I thought I would try to recreate that scene, but, falling short of time as I usually do I opted to go another direction.  

When I was substitute teaching, I often was called to the lower elementary school - grades K-2 at the time.  I loved working with the younger children.  Every sub has their favorite age group I'm sure.  I once did a long-term sub assignment for the vocal music teacher.  One of the songs that she had me work on with the youngest students was "Bananas in Pajamas".  After being there for a couple of weeks, it became quite an "earworm" - that and the second-graders singing "I Can't Spell Hippopotamus".  

I must admit that I did not know that this was a cartoon of sorts.  I just thought it was a kid's song.

I don't sub anymore, I've been working in the office for 14 years now.  Amongst my duties is updating attendance.  This is our late sign-in sheet for today.  The second student has been late a few times in the last month or so and every time his dad cracks me up with the reasons.  "Sock wars" today.  One day it was "procrastinating" and the boy gave him a look like "really?"  Dad just shot back at him with, "well, it's either that or dilly-dallying"  you choose".  

Below that, a grandma came in with her twin grandsons and she looked like she'd been through the mill.  Reason - dog ran away.  Poor grandma had to help the boys round up the dog and they missed the bus so she had to drive them to school.  I felt bad because I think she was still in her pajamas!

Time to see the Pajama fashion show at the picnic.