Sometimes Benjamin just looks to darn grown up for his mama to tolerate. And so what do I do at that point? I dress him in fuzzy white bear pajamas with a peter pan collar. Because nothing says you are still a baby like a fuzzy peter pan collar. You can see that the boy doth protest such treatment. If these pictures make you too sad, scroll down to the end to cheer up.
1 comment:
Oh how embarrassing. I'm sorry, bud.
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