When I was packing for Christmas morning I brought along two pairs of pajamas for Emma. I couldn't decide which ones she'd look cuter in for her Christmas morning pictures, the yellow ones or the purple ones with ballet slippers. I figured I'd make up my mind when the time came. Christmas Eve she received a set of pajamas from her Great Grandmother. Those pajamas were the clear winner. Because of a scheduling hitch we didn't get the chance to stop by home and change before we went to Grandma's for the afternoon, so she wore the pajamas all Christmas day.