Dreaming in Digital

I don't know how this dream began. It was like my parents dropped me off at Cookie's house, where I spent time with him, his mother and stepdad in the basement. After a while, the doorbell rang and Cookie's mother and stepdad went upstairs to open it. I heard voices that sounded like my relatives. They came downstairs and it really was them. When I ran into my cousins, I realized I was in pajama pants that I wear under my clothes during winter. I was embarrassed, since my jeans were lying on the couch, as if I stripped them off.