Every year we get PJs on Christmas Eve. We all wear them and last year they all matched so we had matching PJs on Christmas morning. We also line up to go out and look at the presents. It would always be youngest to oldest or oldest to youngest so being in the middle kind of sucked. But my parents did give me a chance up front every once in awhile. Now, if we want me up front we go shortest to tallest! Here is a picture from last year. The bows were wrapped around the PJs. Notice Grant is also sporting one. Don't worry his PJs are the Grinch not pink and brown zebra.