We always make the kids wait at the bottom of the stairs before they rush into the den to see what treasures were left by the big guy. F is usually the last one down the stairs – she likes to sleep in, and she’s also not used to the Eastern Time Zone, so she’s often the sleepiest (and sometimes grumpiest) of the lot. When I was looking at photos on the camera this morning, I saw the photo above, and instantly wanted to pull up the old photos from years past. It’s fun to look at the kids get older, and also how many years of wear they get out of their Christmas pajamas. Three years ago the girls were rolling up the sleeves and the legs of their pj’s – this year a lot more legs were showing!
