Monday, August 10, 2009

My daughter is wearing pajamas with snowflakes on them on what are easily the hottest days she has ever known in her short life. That's the kind of mother I am.

Pajamas have become a bit of an issue since she's started crawling and pulling herself up. Her legs get pulled up out of the legs of the footie pajamas, inhibiting her ability to move, which frustrates her enormously. My job, as her parent, is to help her. Her job, at 8.5 months, is to crawl and pull herself up. So I don't care what are on the jammies, if they fit properly and she can self-locomote in them.

I bought a few new pairs this weekend, too. There weren't a lot of footy-free jammies for girls, but there were lots for boys, so I picked up some boys pajamas, and my mother actually protested. One pair was $4 for a great set of super soft cotton long-sleeved shirt and pants. I don't care if they're for little boys.

Again, the kind of mother I am.

Also, girls pajamas are in light pastel colors which look filthy when she's been crawling around on the floor with the dogs. Such is life with dogs and a small child. Another point in favor of boy pajamas.

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