Proud Christmas pajamas fruitcake

My mother is an avid reader of this site. Mostly my mother is an avid fan of her grandchildren and likes when I post photos of them but I suppose she enjoys my writing, too. Anyway, my mother wants to see a photo of the Christmas dress I bought for the newest 4 year old. For that matter, so does Joy. So I trudged over to eBay and located the listing photo. Here it is.


Although it’s way cuter in person. The collar is fake brown fur. And I didn’t pay $9 for it. I know I said I did. Because I thought I did. But eBay says I paid $7.48. And just like that, the dress got that much cuter.

Upon discovering that I spent a whole $1.52 less than what I thought I had, I went ahead and shelled out for cute personalized Christmas pajamas for my son. He’s a Christmas baby. I feel a deep abiding obligation as the mother of a Christmas baby to deck that child out in the cutest Christmas pajamas ever every single year. No excuses. In fact, I almost had “Christmas Baby” stitched on the butt of the pajamas. Because he is my Christmas baby. And I’m a raving lunatic. Luckily I reigned myself in at the last second.

I got the idea for the personalized pajamas after someone commented and suggested I check out the Red Envelope monogrammed pajamas. She got her whole family matching ones which she described as cheesy but I think sounds awesome. Much like the pajamas are awesome. However, I’ve decided to save button down pajamas for when my kids get older. Because I’m not sure if I've mentioned it or not but I plan to buy my children new Christmas pajamas every year until the end of time. And every year needs to be different because, again, I’m a raving lunatic. I'm saving the simple red button down look for the difficult teenage years. Don’t bother pointing out to me the crushing blow that’s in store for me when my children eventually rebel and tell me they don’t want to wear the Christmas pajamas anymore. I suspect my husband will end up slipping them cash to change their minds. I hope he remembers to tell them to pretend they like them.

I’d buy my husband Christmas pajamas too if I thought he’d wear them. I happen to know for a fact he’s not a Christmas pajamas kind of guy though. He is, however, a funny Christmas T-shirt kind of guy so I’m happy decking him out in those instead. My husband in turn buys me a new pair of Christmas pajamas every year. And by “buys me” I mean he wraps them. Although this year he bought them himself so I have to give him credit for being ahead of the game. Except then he left them laying out on the counter and the newest 4 year old showed them to me. And then I tried them on. And now the surprise factor is sort of gone. But it’s the thought that counts. So he remains a keeper.