It started back in October. Seven Year Old saw the infamous Snuggie commercial. Actually, the five of us were watching t.v. together. When the commercial came on, The Captain and Eleven Year Old began their mocking of the Snuggie. If you know those two, you can easily imagine the scene.
Seven Year Old was not amused. In fact, he was embarrassed. The Captain, Eleven Year Old, and I were laughing and saying, "Who would ever wear one of those...That is the dumbest thing I've ever seen!" At the very same time, Seven Year Old said, "Oh, I really want one of those. I really do." Silence. Pretty certain we heard crickets. Absolutely certain we all felt like jerks. Commence the back-pedaling. "Oh. Umm. See, we just meant, uhh, who would really wear that to a football game? Ummm, sure, yes, around the house. You are so right, they do look very comfy and soft. I can totally see why you would want that."
Long story short, when Snarky Mother-in-Law heard this, she remedied the situation. She makes kids' dreams come true. No way would anyone make her adorable little guy feel foolish. She ordered his Snuggie, and luckily the deal was buy one, get one free...plus two booklights! The great delivery occurred in January. To our surprise, we hit the jackpot. Because the order had been delayed for so long, we received not two, but four Snuggies. Go team!
Since then, Seven Year Old can be found wrapped in his Snuggie, kicked back in the recliner. He loves his life. As for the rest of us? Eleven Year Old and I use them as blankets. Princie parades around in hers. They are ohhhhh so comfy cozy.
The Captain? Well he hasn't gotten on board with it...not in the slightest...unless of course he's in the mood to entertain us. In that case, he wears the Snuggie like a toga, or fashioned in some other ridiculous manner. Last night he came strutting through the kitchen, wearing a Snuggie. He danced around, got a lot of laughs, and then struck a pose.
The pose looked something like this (Eleven Year Old reenacting the pose):
Princie yelled: "Hey, it's Jesus! And he's wearing my Smuttie!"
Consider yourselves warned. Beware the Smuttie.