Apr 10 2009
Call me Hef
I love pajamas. They're the perfect clothing. Nothing says comfort
like flannel jammies. After all, it's the only time adults can get away
with wearing something adorned with cartoon characters.
I lust after pajamas with cute graphics (for me and
the rest of the family) and was thrilled to see that Target sold Nick
& Nora sleepwear. So when they went on sale -- got two pairs for
$12 -- I just had to get them even though my pajama drawer was near to
bursting.
Occasionally the kids and I will have a pajama day and never change
into regular clothing. We'll just change into clean pjs at bedtime. Or
sometimes Lucie and I will come back from dropping off Nathan at
school, and change back into our pajamas. Since we're going to be home
all day, who cares?
But please don't think I'm one of those moms who walk their kids
into school wearing a coat over their pajamas and slippers. Please, I
do have some pride. I may not make it out the door with makeup on, but
I've showered and taken the time to put on some real clothes. (Yes, I
admit the black pair of fleece pants you'll see me in around town in
are pajama bottoms, but you'd never know it unless I told you.)
However, at home I'm a pj girl 24/7/365.