I am thirty years old, and yet my Mommy still lets me open up "one present" on Christmas Eve. And that present is and always will be the same: P.J.'S. This year they are multi-colored, soft and reminiscent of Life Savers. I love them, despite the fact that Hubby continues to make unwanted Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat references. xoxo
(Odd Broad's view from the couch)





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