Category Archives: PJs

Welcome to our PJs category. Here you will find lists of the most popular PJs for the family, deals and sales as well as fun styles you may not have known about. If you want to find fun ways to wear PJs, this is the perfect place.

Practical Halloween Costume Ideas for Little Ones

Halloween is approaching.

When I was a kid it was always one of my favorite holidays. As a young childin the 1970s in Richmond Hill, Queens, NY Halloween was quite an event. Our neighborhood was filled with children. Many of the adults sat out of theirs stoops with bowls of candy for the trick or treaters. We would spend hours walking around the neighborhood in our costumes filling our bags with candy and treats. Then we would eat candy until we were nearly sick. It was great.

We never had store bought costumes. In retrospect, my mom was probably trying to economize. She knew how to sew and was big into capes. There was a black cape for a witch’s costume and a red cape for devil’s costume.

Today, I have two teenagers who are too old to trick or treat anymore. They are in charge of handing out (and eating) the candy on Halloween. But, over the years I have been through many costumes with them.

I always tried to encourage my kids to go with something fun, yet practical for Halloween. What do I mean by fun, yet practical? I mean that I wanted them to select something that they would be able to use for more than just one afternoon.

When my daughter was little, she was a Disney Princess year after year. We would buy one of those Disney Princess dress up dresses and just use it for a costume for the day. Then she would have it for a dress up for months (or even years) afterward. Over the years she collected Belle, Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, Jasmine, and a few others. She got a lot of use out of them, so I never regretted purchasing them. She and her friends could spend hours playing with those princess dresses.

(She is currently going through a grunge phrase that involves Doc Martins and Nirvana t-shirts, so those princess dresses seem like a long time ago!)

Rapunzel Fantasy Nightgown for Toddlers

Rapunzel Fantasy Nightgown for Toddlers

Snow White Fantasy Nightgown

Snow White Fantasy Nightgown

This year we have some “fantasy” nightgowns in Snow White and Rapunzel styles. (They are only available in toddler sizes 2T to 4T.) They would make fun Halloween costumes and could be saved afterwards for use as nightgowns.

What about for boys?

When my son was little things were easy. He loved superheroes. Lots of little boys love superheroes. Of course, you can buy a superhero costume and there is nothing wrong with that. But, if you buy superhero pajamas you will have them for your child to wear as sleepwear for the rest of the year.

This year we have Batman and Superman superhero pajamas with capes. For Halloween, I would definitely choose 100% polyester styles that are loose fitting. (100% cotton styles will be snug fitting and might not be the best choice for trick or treating.)

This year we have some other fun options for toddlers such as Teenager Mutant Ninja Turtle Pajamas for Toddlers and Yo Gabba Gabba.

Trust me. Kids don’t stay little forever. Treasure the time that you have with them when they are little as it doesn’t last forever. (One day they will be teenagers. Yikes!)

Sweet dreams!

Melissa

 

Five Great Ideas for Baby Shower Gifts

It seems like a long time ago that our first baby Murphy was born. Today, he is now taller than I am! (How did that ever happen? I guess it is inevitable that kids grow.) Almost fifteen years have flown by since his birth.

But, I still remember being tremendously pregnant with him. My office mate Faith threw me a baby shower that I will never forget. My husband and I lived far away from our families, so we appreciated everything that our friends did to make the arrival of our baby boy as smooth as possible.

There are a few gifts that I still remember almost fifteen years after that baby shower. Obviously, they meant a lot to me. Hopefully, the next time that you go to a shower you can pick out something for your friend or relative that is just as meaningful.

Also, you should note the context of our lives at the time. We lived at the South Rim of Grand Canyon National Park at the time that our son was born. It is about 80 miles north of Flagstaff, AZ where we currently live. My husband worked for the National Park Service and I was the marketing director for a non-profit organization based in the park. So, our situation was a little out of the ordinary.

One of my favorite gifts came from my friend Greer. Greer was one of most fun people I ever worked with. He always had a funny story to tell. Like me he was also transplanted New Yorker, who ended up living for a time in Grand Canyon National Park. He had a wonderful dog named Gus, who he loved more than anyone has ever loved a pet. Greer’s stories were so funny that I frequently would laugh so hard that I would have tears streaming down my face and I would almost fall off the chair.

I am sure that my baby shower was the only one that Greer ever attended in his life. So, I am grateful that he put up with all of the baby shower antics and shenanigans, which were not his style. Greer’s gift was a onesie purchased from the Old Town Shops in Flagstaff, AZ. It was orange and had a little pumpkin on the front. My husband and I thought that it was just adorable and started calling our son pumpkin shortly after he was born. It stuck for quite a while.

A baby bodysuit or onesie is a great shower or baby gift for new parents. They come in a variety of fun brands and designs. Let’s face it. When your bundle of joy is first born they will be experts at messing up their clothes. Having a good supply of baby bodysuits around is a lifesaver for a new parent.

Baby bodysuit

Admittedly, I don’t remember who gave us the infant carrier, but it was a great gift. I took three months of maternity leave after I had my son. I have also gained a lot of weight with my first pregnancy. What can I say? Being pregnant made me hungry. But, I lost it all within a few months with the help of two shower gifts. They were the the infant carrier and the jog stroller. By an infant carrier, I mean the carrier that straps to the front of you and you put the baby in facing you. I believe that we had a Snugli brand carrier. I know that there are many other brands out there.

Since we lived in Grand Canyon National Park, I was blessed with lots of great places to walk. I would put my son in the Snugli and go for 1-2 hour walks around the rim of the canyon. The baby would get in a good nap and I would get in some good exercise. Once he was old enough we switched from the Snugli to the jog stroller, which was another great shower gift that I received from my work colleagues.

Footies for babiesFooted pajamas or blanket sleepers are another great option for shower gifts. You can never have enough of these when your little one is just born. You never have to worry about the baby being cold or kicking off their blanket when they go to sleeping in these cozy jammies. Our son just loved footed pjs when he was young. Even when he grew into toddler and big kid sizes they were always his favorites.

The last gift I wanted to mentioned was a play mat called a Gymini. Now, I know that if you don’t have children you will not have any idea what I am talking about. It is a soft mat with two arches over it. Little toys (some with mirrors) hang down from the arches. For some reason, babies go crazy over this thing. It provides hours and hours of baby entertainment. As a bonus, if you have cats, when the baby is safely sleeping in their crib it makes an irresistible place for a cat to take a nap. (Our cats couldn’t stay away. RIP Felix and Classic Oscar. They loved our son’s Gymini.)

The day after our son was born two visitors appeared in my hospital room, but our dear friends Kim and Mike. They came bearing some festive balloons and a huge Curious George stuffed animal that our son still has to this day. (He keeps it hidden in the back of his closet where his friends can’t see it when they come over.)

For those of you looking for a baby or shower gift in the near future, I hope that you will select a one that they will remember for years to come.

Regards,

Melissa Canepa Murphy

P.S. Greer P. If you ever decide to publish your series of short stories including “Greer and the Buzzer Factory” and “Greer and the Pink Princess Phone”, I am still available for the PR.

Would You Wear Pajamas in Public?

There has been a lot of commotion in the press lately about the practice of wearing pajamas in public. Celebrities are wearing their pjs around town. School boards are worried about high school students wearing pajama pants to school. School officials are also in a dither about parents wearing pajamas to school when they drop students off. Wow! Who would have imagined that this would ever have been topic of discussion a decade or two ago.

So… what do you think? Would you wear pajamas outside of your house? If so, when is it OK? When is it not?

It is not my preference to wear my pajamas all over town. I live in my pjs at home. I wear them all weekend and all evening/night. If I am going to run to the grocery store or to get some dinner, I would throw on a pair of jeans or khakis. I love my pajama pants, but I wouldn’t wear them to a lot of public places. That is just my choice.

But, other people make other choices. I think about my old neighbor Guy. He lived down the block from us in our last house. He was retired. He used to hang out in front of his house and drink his coffee in the morning in his Batman pajama pants. I thought that he was really cool even before I officially met him. (Once I met him, I discovered that he was a very nice man.) It did not offend me in the least that he sat on his front patio in his pajama pants. First, it was his yard. Second, he was retired, so he should be able to do what he wants as long as he was not bothering anyone else. Third, he picked a really cool superhero to wear, so what’s not to like?

I only wear pajama pants outside of the house when I go for long walks by myself. Why? I really don’t like wearing sweatpants. I don’t even own any. Now, if I were twenty, cute and thin, there might be some really attractive sweats out there for me. But, I am not. I am middle aged and need to lose weight. I really think that I am doing my neighbors a favor by wearing my cute cartoon pajama pants to go for walks rather than some unattractive sweats. (If they really don’t want to see me in my pj pants, they can always look away. I also walk on trails that don’t get a lot of traffic. The 2-3 people who see me at a time will probably survive the experience.)

What do I wear for these scandalous excursions? I wear men’s cartoon pajama pants. I love them. I have many pairs including Superman, Charlie Brown, Elvis, and Homer Simpson. (Unfortunately, some of the characters aren’t even made anymore.) I have washed and worn them a zillion times, so I can tell you that they hold up very well.

I can only think of one time that I wore pajama pants in public other than on my walks. Admittedly, it was pretty embarrassing. I had on a pair of khakis and dropped of my kids at a birthday party on a Saturday afternoon. After I dropped them off at the party, I went to the office and loaded my truck up with these giant bags of mail to take them over to the post office. (I suspect this is when the damage occurred.) I later went back to the party where I spent about an hour talking to other parents before leaving with the kids. We later picked up my husband and headed to the movies. As we were walking into the movie theater one of my kids said (as only a small child can say at full volume), Hey mom! Did you know there is a giant hole in the back of your pants? Of course I didn’t know. What sane adult knowingly walks around with a hole in the back of their pants?

When I told the kids that we were going to have to miss the movie due to the ripped pants fiasco, they were crushed. I don’t even remember what the movie was, but it seemed like the end of the world to them. At that point, I was forced to formulate another plan. All four of us headed back out to the parking lot and to our truck. (Of course, I was attempting to strategically cover the hole in my pants with my purse as I left the theater.) In the truck, I did have a few extra clothing items as only mothers miraculously seem to have on hand. One of those items was a pair of Elvis pajama pants. Don’t ask me why they were there, but they were. After a quick change, I was back in business. (The things we do to make our kids happy. They will never fully understand.)

Now that they are older (young teens), my kids seem to have no interest in wearing their jammies outside of the house. When they have specific pajama/spirit days at school they always participate, but they don’t otherwise wear pjs to school.

The other morning my son and I left the house together. It was about 32 degrees outside and insanely windy. (We live in the mountains of northern Arizona. It can be freezing in the morning and beautiful and warm by the afternoon.) What was my son wearing? Shorts. I was freezing in my long pants, but there he was in shorts. He would have been better off in pajama pants. But, he is a teenager and he thinks he knows everything. I am the mother of a teenager and I pick my battles. Right now homework and studying are at the top of my list. I let the shorts slide. If he really wanted to wear pajama pants to school, I would let those slide too. Pajama pants might be a little unusual for school, but it seems like they might be more practical than shorts on a 32 degree day.

I recently discovered that my husband wears his fleece pajama pants outside. He is pretty sly about wearing his pjs out of the house. I actually had no idea that he was doing this until just recently. My husband is a park ranger for the National Park Service in his regular life (soon to be retired), but his real passion is trail running. He runs marathons, half marathons, and many 10Ks during the running season here in Arizona. He is a great runner and wins a lot of awards for his age (what he calls the old guy division).

So what is the deal with the pajama pants? When he goes to races and is getting ready, it is really early in the morning and is pretty cold. He thinks that the fleece pajama pants are perfect for keeping warm without looking too slick like a pair of fancy warm up pants would. (I guess serious trail runners are a relaxed bunch. I am not a trail runner. I don’t profess to know anything about their fashion preferences.) When we do go see my husband’s races, we see him cross the finish line " not getting ready an hour before. So my kids and I did not know that dad was secretly wearing his jammies to warm up before his races.

Fleece Pajama Pants

Fleece Pajama Pants

Who would have guessed it? Not me and we have been married for eighteen years. I guess you never know who is going to turn up in their pajamas in public. (Believe me " my husband does not seem like the type.)

Now you know all of the Murphy family secrets about pajama wearing in public. What are yours? Do you wear your pajamas outside? What do you think about other people wearing their pjs outside? Share your thoughts on our Facebook page. We love hearing from you.

Sweet dreams.

Melissa

Bedtime Full of Comfort and Fun for Kids

Yesterday we had a great debate in our office. Someone mentioned that kids find bedtime a scary time. I was surprised by this. I personally don’t remember ever thinking that bedtime was scary and my kids never seemed scared at bedtime. (They didn’t always want to go to bed, but that is a whole other thing.) Also, I have been selling pajamas for fourteen years and have read probably thousands of emails of happy stories about children in their pajamas.

We conducted an informal poll of our staff and found that most of us were not scared of bedtime, but a few of us had children who were afraid of the dark. (Our staff is a mix of moms and college-age, young adults.)

Since I spend many, many hours of my life thinking about pajamas, bedtime and the like, I decided that I would share a few stories with you. Hopefully they will be helpful to some parents out there. Many of these stories were not funny at the time that they happened, but seem very funny to me years later.

I am not a doctor or sleep expert. I am just a mom of two kids who are now teenagers. (Since they have made it to be teenagers they are therefore experts on sleep.) I sell sleepwear for a living, so have heard from many parents over the years and look forward to hearing from many more to come.

Here are a few stories from my own childhood.

I spent my early childhood in Richmond Hill, Queens, New York. It was a neighborhood of old, wooden Victorian houses, big families, children playing kickball in the street, and the J train rumbling in the distance. New York City in the 1970s was rougher around the edges than it is today, but it was a happy time for families like mine and a fun time to be a kid.

We lived in a three story, yellow Victorian house that always needed painting. It had a lot of little bedrooms and a nursery off of the master bedroom. My crib was in that nursery. I guess my mom kept me in my crib for quite a while. One of my earliest memories was demanding to sleep in another bed. Why? Well, there is a bit of a story behind my request.

I was the youngest of three sisters. As the youngest, I was frequently tormented by my two sisters who were four and five years older than me. As a child, my middle sister had flaming red hair and a bit of mischief about her.

One day she told me that an ape lived under my crib. She and my dad were fans of the Planet of the Apes movies, which were big stuff at the time. So, I am sure that she meant for me to picture one of those apes living under my crib. I actually pictured something more like Magilla Gorilla. (A classic, Hanna Barbera cartoon character for those of you who are too young to remember.) Regardless, I wanted no part of sleeping in that crib once I thought that an ape (or Magilla Gorilla) lived underneath it.

So, I moved into the other twin bed in her room and happily slept in her room for years. (I foiled my sister by moving on from the ape trauma quickly.)

Years later my parents painted what had always been our playroom on the third floor of our house a beautiful shade of robin’s egg blue. They were making into a special bedroom for my redheaded sister so she wouldn’t have to share a room with me anymore. She slept up there for one night. Then I overheard my mom asking her why she wouldn’t sleep up there anymore. She said, Because there are monsters up there. So she went back to sharing a room with me.

Well, I thought that was crazy. Give up a lovely robin’s egg blue bedroom of her own just because she was afraid of a few imaginary monsters? So, we struck a deal. At the ripe old age of seven, I switched rooms with her and took the third floor room for myself. I might have let her scare me out of my crib, but by seven I was tough enough to sleep on the third floor by myself. Plus, I was armed with my blankey! (My mother was afraid I was going to take that ratty old thing away to college with me. That did not happen.) Having my own room was well worth it.

One pajama-related thing that I remember from that house was my redheaded sister and I dancing up and down the second floor hall singing, Feety pajamas! Feety pajamas! Putting on our footed pajamas for the first time each year was a joyous event. They were fun pajamas for us and we liked the way that they looked. I am sure that they were practical for my mom as the house was old and drafty. (I think that it was built before real insulation was invented.)

We moved out of that house on my eighth birthday, which was also the last day of second grade. It had a lot of great memories and I was sad to go.

So what is all of this supposed to mean or teach us now that we are all grown up? I hope now that I have my own kids I can try to keep my son from torturing his younger sister, especially at bedtime. (I said try. I can’t promise any miracles.)

Don’t forget to let your kids have their fifteen minutes of Feety pajamas! singing and dancing time before they go to bed. Who knows? They may still remember it fondly forty years later just like I do.

Melissa