Philosophically, I'm not a coordinated family-jammies type of person. Corny, capitalistic, normative, I’ve got no shortage of judgmental pejoratives, not all that different from how I feel about Halloween costumes.
So imagine my surprise when I became a convert. Investing in really nice matching pajamas has been a bright spot in this always-joyful, sometimes-grueling chapter of my life with young children. Maybe you carry no such hesitations, and your Instagram is brimming with themed group photos. But If you’re more like me, here is my matching jammie testimony.
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