One of the peculiar joys of going into the Small Child's bedroom of a night to check she's OK is seeing just what exactly she had chosen to wear. While you may very well put her to bed wearing orthodox pj's/nightie/knickers, if she can't sleep and gets hot, cold or bored, you can bet she'll be wearing something different when you check her a few hours later.
Last night she wanted to sleep "just in knickers, mum". I checked on her later, and lo and behold, she's in a pair of pyjamas. Other nights she'll start off in pyjamas and end up in a skirt and t-shirt. Or her nightie. Or a fleece, in the middle of summer.
One particularly funny night I heard a plaintive voice calling "mummy, I need help". Turns out she had decided that leggings and a zipper jacket, with nothing underneath were the thing to wear that night. Except that the zipper on the jacket had got caught, and then split, and she could get neither wholly into it, or wholly out of it. To add to the humor, the jacket was purple, with sequins. She looked just like a mini glam rocker after a hard night, only minus the booze and fags.
Damn I wish I'd got a photo.
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