You know the way some women are about shoes? That’s me about pajama pants. Rushing into our bedroom with my newly delivered pajama bottoms, I gleefully announced, “Look at these!”

Leo watched obligingly as I slid on and modeled each of the three pairs in turn.  

“These are like retro old man pants,” I said, shaking my booty as I wore the striped pair. I pushed them off quickly and pulled on the turquoise ones. “And these are literally the same, but they’re just monochrome. And you know how I like blue.”

Leo leaned against the bureau, crossed his arms and watched. He had a mysterious smile on his face as I yanked off those pants and tugged on the final pair. They were gloriously soft and supple, black with a garish floral pattern.

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