i never want to take them off

I have never liked long pajama pants.
The bottoms ride up when you get in bed and twist all around your calves.
My legs get hot.
They bug me.
But for Christmas my sister bought me the fuzziest, softest, most wondrous pajamas that have ever existed.

Can you see the fuzzy?

And they are that fuzzy on the inside, too.

And polka dots.

POLKA DOTS!

Pink polka dots even.

I put them on and it felt like i was wrapped in a flock of fleecy sheep, without the bothersome wool rash or barnyard stank.

I don't think i took them off for 2 days.
As soon as they were laundered, i put them back on.
I freakin' LOVE these jammie pants.

recipe for relaxation

Some nights you just need to do nothing.
Here's how chillin' goes down in the Nikiverse:
  Scooby Doo,
 plus leopard print jammies,
  plus mac and cheese
equals mindless bliss.