At this point, I was somewhat confused. Had she accidentally sent me one of my cousin's pyjamas as well as my own? Was she going overboard with gifts for some reason?
Yesterday afternoon, I sat down to open all the packages. The first was from my grandmother, but it was a necklace, not pyjamas, with a note saying it was a belated Christmas present: she'd ordered it in November, and it hadn't arrived until January. The second was from the same city as my grandmother, but not from her at all: it was from my aunt, uncle, and cousins, and was another Christmas present, a lovely leather-and-metal-or-maybe-plastic notebook cover.
The third package was, as promised, my Valentine's Day pyjamas - or rather, this year, a nightshirt.
Merry Christmas and Happy Valentine's Day!