There were so many wardrobe changes today that I lost count.
This isn't what he was wearing when he came. Nope. Dumped my morning coffee down the front of him, he did. At least it wasn't hot.
This thrift shop Baby Gap shirt ended up covered in chocolate. I only gave him a tiny taste. Amazing how far a tiny taste of chocolate and a lot of spit can go.
Here he is bringing me a wet diaper. He ran around naked for awhile. Only because he is slippery and hard for me to catch. 
He didn't want to wear the jeans. Why do babies think they get a choice? They don't. Pants ARE REQUIRED.
And here we have Baby Boy posing like Napoleon.
He didn't want to wear the jeans. Why do babies think they get a choice? They don't. Pants ARE REQUIRED.
And here we have Baby Boy posing like Napoleon.
We ran out of shirts today.
He didn't mind at all.
Doesn't care that it is still February in Michigan and COLD.
We had a lot of fun today.
Except for that one incident when he insisted on 'drawing' on the carpet with his bottle. He had fun. I did not.
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My moment of great joy was when Dylan had that gluey teething diarrhea...as I looked away for a moment to grab a baby wipe, he flipped over quick as a wink and had poop everywhere! Ah, but what's a little poop on the carpet? In my younger years I would've been moaning and groaning at another clean-up job. At this stage, I just laughed, grabbed him, and continued ever onward. Oh, and THEN I cleaned the carpet...I know all I have to do is blink my eyes and he'll be graduating from high school and poopy diapers will only be a long-gone memory. We really DO live and learn, don't we?
These pictures are so adorable!
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