It’s that matching holiday pajama time of year again in the Matkovic household, and we’ve already got our hands on some serious goodies. Yesterday I grabbed the candy cane, llama and gingerbread versions for the girls’- all on sale- and they’ve already taken a pair out for a spin.

Rainbows and hearts and baby cheeks, oh my!

If you’ve been following along on Instagram, you may already know we’ve been spending a whole lot of time in our pajamas around here.

Early newborn mornings, cozy fall afternoons and lazy long weekends have been begging for our comfiest pairs; and I’ve taken ever opportunity to dress these two chickadees up in matching sets.

I'm the kind of person that always has a box of cake mix in the pantry. And generally speaking, this is something I'm not super proud of. I'd much rather be the kind of person that whips up a cake from scratch on the rare occasion a home-baked cake is needed; or the kind of person that didn't crave cake; or the kind of person that doesn't eat most of said cake in one sitting; or some combination of the three.

But being that I'm not, I had a box on hand yesterday. And on that cold and very rainy day, when my daughter was on a nap strike and happened to be fighting a cold- I've never been happier to be that kind of person.

And then there were three.

As the oldest of four, I'm no stranger to a bustling house. Growing up, ours was the one friends flocked to- my mother always abiding by a strict stocked fridge and open door policy.  So with my immediate family spread across the country, it sometimes remains an adjustment to the slower pace of a family of three.