I will never tire of this tradition. Matching Jammies. I will try to convince them to wear these when they are teenagers. This year Leah was reluctant to get them. I worried it was because she was too old, but she told me she had a scary dream about a family of skeletons, and wasn't sure she liked skeletons anymore. I showed her a couple different versions of these jammies, and asked if she liked any of them. She liked these the best because they had a heart, and they glowed in the dark. She's worn them happily a few times now.
These two are always hugging and kissing (and pushing and talking unkindly). They are the best of friends.
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