Every once a while, something will come out of Olivia’s mouth that will me pause, smile, and make me question if she’s five, or fifteen.
At 7:29 this morning, I walked into her room to wake her up for school. I’m not quiet in the morning, so she heard me coming and was half way awake. Telling her it was time to get up, she turned over and said “I don’t want to get up. I’m just not feeling 100% today”.
She explained that she was so tired and that she didn’t really get a break last week because she had Superhero Academy every day, and then Cheerleading class at Ivivva early on Sunday morning.
Then, we got flumist on Monday – and I don’t know about her, but it hit me hard. So, I agreed, said sure – you can stay at home and we can have a pajama day.
We cuddled, we read books, her and Violet spent a lot of the day playing together, they did each other’s make-up and built Lego castles. Violet and her made a delicious banana chocolate chunk loaf – heavy on the chocolate chunks. Our monthly Kiwi Crate arrived, and we watched the Sing Along version of Disney Frozen, and sneakily practiced letter sounds, as she practiced her wishlist for Santa.
It’s easy to forget, that five year olds with their boundless energy, sometimes need a day off too. They need some down time, a pajama day once in a while where we do nothing but bake, play, read books and reset the busy button on their little lives.
Refreshed, in bed early, and rested – she’s ready to go back to Kindergarten life in the morning.