These are the continuing adventures of a Swedish immigrant during her first year as an American. She boldly went where she'd never gone before...please come along on Adventures in America.
I think it's entirely appropriate that I'm IN pajamas, at 5:48 am (on a SATURDAY...sheesh) as I write this. Another one of THOSE days yesterday, only it included 4 hours of daycare for SMK (see nicknames above) so that she could take her oldest to his new school. I'm so proud of him – he got a soccer scholarship! Anyway, I'm talking about pajamas here, so ahem, back to that.
In Sweden, everything is natural. Natural colored wood for furniture and floors, natural fabrics, as in 100% cotton pajamas, along with clothes also in natural fabrics. None of this “this item is not intended for sleepwear” crap you see on baby and toddler clothes today. That's because pj's have to be FLAME RETARDANT. I discovered this little lovely addition to clothes when we moved here.
For a gift, I got what I thought was THE most wonderful pajamas ever. A gown, with matching robe.
Not so fast. If I tried to run my fingers over the beautiful LOOKING fabric, little pieces of my imperfect skin snagged. It felt kinda like finger nails on a chalkboard or touching unwashed potatoes (big shudder) to touch those pj's. I was immediately in mourning.
Farmor and Farfar gave us pj's that year, too. Nothing fancy, just good ole' cotton.
(I haven't put mine on yet, but they look just like Swissie's)
Heaven. I wore Grandma Vivians pajamas when I spent the night at her house, which was a Friday ritual that Swissie and I alternated enjoying. (DataBoy was 2, as I keep saying, so he got his turns later. And ended up Grandma's favorite...but that's another story.) I wore real pajamas the rest of the time.
When it came time to dress my little boys for bed, I tried to be a good mom and keep them safe from fire, but once they outgrew footie pj's, it was back to cotton. They survived. They'd kill me if I told you what they sleep in now, so I'll just leave it here. I only have to buy pj's for me and the engineer.
~Tina, who is SO sorry I haven't been visiting these last two days, but I WILL catch up. Promise.
P.S 5 extra entries in the drawing (for a $25 IKEA gift card) for the first person to notice and comment on the anachronisms in these photos...
P.P.S One of my minions, AJ, wrote an amazingly intricate pick-your-own-plot post for P. You gotta check it out!