Steve dresses Owen in the morning and does a great job. I totally wasn’t expecting this. I found the pants hanging last week, realized they were 3-6 months and tossed them in the pants draw hoping to get a few wearings out of them. As he was out of clean knit pants (which are looking more like shorts these days) he pulled these out and even tried to adjust the waist on them. These pants will last a while still. He’s had the little stinker onesie for a while, got it back when he would pass gas all the time when he was brand new. He’s grumpy as he saw me take a bottle out to warm it and he wants it now.
And a few with the Pepe-le-pue he got for Valentine’s Day from Grandma.
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