It's funny. I loved pyjamas with feet on Tabetha. When she was tiny, I even went out and found a pair of little pants with feet so that when she was wearing little dresses I didn't have to worry about her chubby little ankles getting cold. As far as I was concerned, Tabby was going to wear pyjamas with feet. I was going to send her off to university with a supply. I mean, I knew she'd want jammas without feet eventually... maybe sometime after being elected to the house of commons, getting married, and being the first woman on Mars.
But in the last month or so she has start freaking out when things are on her feet. She has these overalls with blousy legs, and if her feet go in and she can't see them, she completely freaks out.
Plus, she's outgrown the largest size of Pekkle footed jammies from Costco...
So now, Tabetha has NO jammies with feet.
And I am sad.
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