I went out to coffee with my aunt yesterday. Later that day, I got a call from my dad. "Did your aunt tell you about the pyjamas?"
Confusion on my end: "What?"
"The pyjamas," my father repeated. "Did she tell you about them?"
"Dad," I said, "I didn't know you told Karla about my footed pyjamas. But that was really nice, I didn't think you were paying attention when I told you someone got them for me--"
"You got footed pyjamas?"
Sigh. More...