My Grandma Loves Me

My Grandma bought me these ultra-cool gingerbread man jim jams along with my awesome Tonka truck. I spent hours playing with my truck: riding it, demanding that someone open the lid and using it to pick up things with it's sweeper. It also makes really neat noises which I liked to try out at 2am when I woke up thinking I was still asleep in Bristol. At least I still have the pyjamas and should be able to wear them and think of Grandma for at least a month or two before I grow out of them.