My sister got me a rainbow cardigan sweater a couple years ago for Christmas that is very fluffy and floppy. It doesn’t have pockets, it doesn’t have buttons, it just kind of drapes on me and is like a small blanket with arms. It’s not a practical sweater, but it’s cozy.

Because it’s not practical, I always have to remember to, for example, wear only pants that have pockets with it, so that I can put my stuff (phone, lip balm, etc) somewhere. I always have to wear certain shirts that don’t bunch up in a certain way when the sweater is feeling extra floppy. It’s just… not the most convenient sweater.

But hoo boy, my babies love my rainbow sweater. My oldest loves to sit on my lap and have me envelop her in it in a hug. My youngest loves to bury his face in it when he’s sleepy. Both of them love to pet it because it’s so soft. They admire the colors. They tangle their fingers in it and hold on tight to the loops. They flop with the sweater, and with me, and it’s the coziest thing in the world.

I love, love, love putting on this sweater. I get a little giddy thinking about how the babies will gravitate towards it as soon as they see the thick loops plopped across my shoulders. It’s impractical, and it’s weird, but it brings me the best warm cuddles ever.