This is how I found my child the other morning. Components: One too-short princess (ugliest ever [thanks to my mom]) pajama shirt, one pair of non-matching, not-so-much fitting, crack-revealing leggings, Target dollar bin Christmas Snoopy socks, and momma's shoes from the night before. Don't forget Ami in hand. I suppose Ami makes this whole picture one of innocence and not one of a street corner. Good morning from our house to yours.