No Jogging (suits) Allowed

This morning my husband left the house at 7am.  Those of you who know him and his morning routine, can get up off the floor and close your mouths.  Needless to say this change in habits threw us off a bit.

EG was dressed and BB had the "wrong" pants on. (they were dirty and didn't match his top so I told him to change.)  He was fussing and ignoring me and playing.  EG got her socks on, her shoes on and had her coat on when I used a more...powerful...voice with BB.

"Mom.  (calm, with hands out, palms up, shaking them) What is all the fussing about?  You aren't ready."
"Please do not use that tone with me.  Change your pants and come get your socks and shoes on."

He turns away and goes to his room to get his pants changed and on the way back to me checks out how his imaginary cake is doing in the play kitchen.

"BB, get over here.  We are going to be late for your school.  Here are your socks and shoes. EG and I are going to get into the car."

He turns around as an absolute look of HORROR comes over his face.

"MOM!  MOM!!  You can not wear your pajamas to school."

I look down at myself and internally giggle.  No, no, it hasn't come to that, I had changed from my pjs.  But, my jeans and usual 'work' pants were dirty so I was wearing a tracksuit --not my proudest moment, but I was going to let others think I was off to the gym.

"BB, I am dressed."
"No you aren't.  Those look like your pajamas."

And in a huff, he picked up a sock to put it on.