"Soft as Pig's Fur!"

Okay there is no vision or picture to accompany this tidbit... but I am sure you have already begun to draw your own picture from the title of this post....

It began Christmas morning when an unnamed child of ours opened their gift of new winter-warm, cozy pajamies (as they are called in our house). Upon feeling them slowly, first with their hands, then softly against their face. The first words out of their mouth to describe the welcomed softness, and with all the emotion that could be mustered. "Whoa... these are as soft as pig's fur." Everything fell silent as these words began to tickle our ears and then our bellies. The laughter was outrageous.

At the heart of it, this unnamed child has the ability to try too terribly hard to be funny and goofy... all the while seeming awkward. Yet, when the thought of silliness has escaped their thoughts, it abounds without effort.

And again tonight, these words came trailing through the house as the same pajamies were discovered and worn again. "Ohhh, these are soft... soft like a pig's fur." So after a few cycles in the Kenmore... the cozy indulgence we call 'pajamies' was once again put into perspective.

I hadn't the heart to correct the prized sentiment...

Only because I hadn't the strength to catch my breath... out of laughter.

Oh and now I can't resist--

Here is hoping your pajamies are softer than pig's fur.

(Note: The pajamies in question are in fact amazingly soft, as not to be confused with the softness of swine.)