I love pajamas. I wish I was Hugh Hefner and could just walk around in my pj's all day. I especially like flannel pajamas, the ones with pants and button up shirt. I fully realize that they are not sexy, but boy are they warm and comfy. (there's a time for sexy and a time for comfy, I know the difference) I have quite a collection of whimsical pj's, they have things on them like flying pigs, or clouds, the ones covered in Sock Monkeys are the favorite. For some reason I am delighted by the whimsy, just try not to smile when you look at the Sock Monkey pants. Sadly, I can't wear them all year long, it's just too hot. Every fall I look forward to getting out my beloved jammies, (and buying more!) and I hate putting them away in the spring. All summer long I miss their fuzzy comfort. Of course I have summer jammies, (they're pretty cute too) but honestly it's just not the same. This year I found some summer Sock Monkey jammies, I was pretty excited. The Sock Monkeys are hanging out on the beach and surfing, I am totally taking them to Hawaii with me. When my kids were little I loved buying them matching jammies, what's cuter in Christmas pictures than matching pj's? They are a tradition, but as the kids have gotten older it's harder to accomplish matching sleep-wear, yet somehow I manage it. I like to share the jammie love.