Know what the best part of the weekend is, according to Will?
We get to eat our breakfast in our pajamas. He asks me almost every morning, "Mommy? Is it the weekend? I want breakfast in pajamas." It's a strict rule during the week that Will get dressed upon getting up, otherwise I'd never get out the door. But on weekends, that rule is out the door and we lounge happily, like this morning over fresh blueberry pancakes and crispy bacon. Of course, I got a call about work towards the tail end of breakfast and had to break that relaxation by taking a trip to work. However, that's over with and now I'm ready for some Halloween Costume shopping and apples!!
Someone should have a frank discussion with Mother Nature, though. I'd gladly take a 50-degree morning today than this heatwave she deemed necessary!