Spencer's schedule is out of control busy this fall. Between camp outs (yes he's the scout master around these parts...it's the bane of my existence), classes, ushering football games, and conferences (Spencer is presenting a paper at one in few weeks...awesome right?) I don't get the hubs on weekends all that often. It kinda stinks.
We were stuck at home without a car this past weekend while Spencer was living it up at a BSA scout leader overnight training.
So what's a mom to do while stuck at home with three crazies?
A perfect pajama party.
Saved the world from the comforts of our own home.
So we survived this weekend. But I'm not sure how many pajama parties we can have before they're no longer exciting. (Or before I tire of kid movies.) (Or before our teeth rot from too much candy.)