The past two days aside, I spent the week wondering how I’m going to make it to my self-imposed October 1st deadline for turning on the heat. I’m freezing. Yes, I know I was raised in the North. But somehow my layer of fur never made its way out of the womb. Maybe that’s why my brother is always sweating?
I’ve realized there’s only one way to guarantee I won’t freeze through the night, no matter how many times my husband rolls, snuffling, away with my covers. Footed pajamas! Yes, I’m taking my fashion inspiration from my 3-year-0ld, do you have a better suggestion? JumpinJammerz actually has matching mommy and child footie pajamas.
I’m not ready to jump on that bandwagon, but for moms whose kids are hooked to their fleecy footies but haven’t been able to find anything in the larger sizes, here’s your answer. They have everything from footless (what’s the point) to the “drop down seat” (reminds me of the little boy at Christmas with the dog pulling at the back of his long johns).
Oh, and did I mention they’re warm? I’m not even going to mention oil prices, I’m just going to give you the link . . .