Friday night, 9:15ish, December 23:
Anna: Mom, did you make Christmas pajamas?
Me: No, it felt a little overwhelming so I decided not to.
Anna: But didn't you say that it's not really that hard?
Me: Well, yes, it's not really that hard, but we have to make 6 pair.
Anna: Oh. [pause] Where's the pattern?
So I tell her where the pattern is and which fabric I intended to use and she disappears. My mind is 100 other places. Anna comes back to my room with everything to make 6 pair of pajamas.
Anna: Do you think we can make pajamas tomorrow?
Me: [Sigh] Sure. It'll be a fair amount of work, but we can probably do it.
Anna goes to bed happy, I go to bed hoping she forgets about the pajamas.
Saturday morning, 9:15ish, December 24:
I start cutting fabric, Anna reads the instructions, and starts sewing the inside seams. Jane helps put elastic in the waistbands, Lincoln carries around scraps of fabric. Mid-afternoon we finish. I'm very proud of Anna. She stuck with the project the entire day.
Saturday night, 9:15ish, Christmas Eve:
We set out cookies and eggnog for Santa (and carrots for the reindeer). We chitter chatter by the Christmas tree in 4 pair of matching monster jammies and 2 pair of matching orange with pink dot jammies.