Daddy laid out feety jammies for Gillian last night. When I went to tuck her in, she was not happy. I said “Look at you in feety jammies!” She said “I don’t like feety jammies. They’re hot!” I tried to make it better, and said “It’s cold tonight, you will want to be warm.” She wasn’t happy but she didn’t make me change them.
This morning when she woke up, Daddy asked her “Do you like your feety jammies?” She said “No. They hurt and they are hot!”
We are a little sad. This may be the last time she wears feety jammies. Our little girl is growing up.
John and Gill went up a hill 