“What are we going to do now?” E asks after dinner and then adds “Do you have like a bunch of work to do?”
“Not too much,” I start saying “I just want to -“
“Put your pajamas on?” He interrupts.
It’s a good guess, but I was going to say write.
“Well, that, and slice,” I explain as I laugh to myself about how my kids know me so well. They probably think it’s odd that I didn’t already have my pajamas on at dinner.
I’m sure I complained about pajama time when I was a kid, but now it’s my favorite time.
And that’s saying something, since I work from home and wear fuzzy socks all day.
On a Thought 
I am reading and responding to you while in my pajamas, which I changed into directly after dinner. ’nuff said. : )
I’ve spent more than a few days in pajamas. Retired and since no one comes to my door anymore . . . it’s my favorite way to spend the day. I got dressed today!
There’s never a bad time to wear pajamas! I’m not usually in my pajamas but am quick to change into leggings or yoga pants as soon as I get home. Gosh, when we were remote I don’t think I wore real pants the entire time. Just lived in my leggings!