My mother came, four-and-a-half-hours, to help me wrestle with my sewing machine and produce three sets of solstice pajamas, a tradition I've been looking forward to since I spotted it on other blogs. We made three pants sets, each of the same flannel and I got the same print on matching shirts. Some day, we'll have more little bears to fill into pants, and then I'll maybe not feel compelled to match the adults, but this year is the first as a family that is more than two, so we become bears, relishing the light that is the solstice.
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