After Christmas Eve at Clay's mom's, you, Clayton, and your three-year-old son decide to stay at her house and come over for Christmas breakfast the next day. So you, Clay, and your little boy are getting ready for bed in Clay's old room. Your son is playing with his new toys on the floor in his Christmas pajamas, Clay is lying on the bed in his boxers and smiling at your son and watching you stand in front of the mirror brushing your hair in your red plaid Christmas pajamas