The First Step is Realizing You Have A Problem....

If I don't show up for work Monday morning, I have been arrested by PETA. I wish I could say that Junior enjoyed his new pjs, but he didn't. He only kept them on long enough for me to take a few pictures. I'm sick. I have a problem. I thought it was cute. That is a problem. But, I'm not alone. I'm pretty sure that my mom bought the pjs for Junior. I get it honest.