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!
