I walked out of my bathroom in a bathrobe. Good thing, because I had an audience: Isabelle and Ari.
“Hello!” I said, surprised to see them. “I’m going to go and pick out my pajamas.”
Ari looked at Isabelle, walked over I keep my pajamas, and grabbed a pair of pink-striped pajamas. He walked back to where Isabelle was standing, dropped the pajamas beside her feet, and turned around. Then he said, “You wear these!”
I looked at the pajamas on the floor and the pajamas Isabelle was wearing. They matched. (We have one set of matching jammies. Cheesy, I know… but we like them!) “You want us to wear matching pajamas tonight?”
“Yes!” Ari replied.
“I can live with that,” I said. “Can you live with that?”
In honor of Ari picking our matching jammies, we took a selfie for him right before we read bedtime stories tonight.