Oh my... a sleep sack in the day? I've almost got my hubby trained that "sleepers are for night".... she still sometimes wears them during the day, but not very often.
Oh my... a sleep sack in the day? I've almost got my hubby trained that "sleepers are for night".... she still sometimes wears them during the day, but not very often.
He thinks they make diaper changes easier. I don't even put her in them at night anymore. Who knows where he found it. I think it was folded in a pile to pack away with her newborn clothes.
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DH had Cole once in black sweat pants, a navy blue Marquette University tshirt and a tan beanie hat with blue dog paw prints on it. Can't remember what color socks, maybe grey? And according to him, it didn't match-match but coordinated because of all the different shades of blue.
I didn't say a word...
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Meh. I'm grateful for any clothing that doesn't have spit-up over it. Colors don't matter to me as much anymore because as soon as I remove the dirty bib to change it she's bound to cover it in drool or puke.
And once you do that several times a day, the only matching clothes you'll find are already in the dirty laundry pile.
When FI dresses Evie he NEVER buttons her onesies. It drives me crazy. She'll be in pants with the bottom half of her onesie just hanging over the top.
Re: What happens when DH picks out clothes...
He thinks they make diaper changes easier. I don't even put her in them at night anymore. Who knows where he found it. I think it was folded in a pile to pack away with her newborn clothes.
DH had Cole once in black sweat pants, a navy blue Marquette University tshirt and a tan beanie hat with blue dog paw prints on it. Can't remember what color socks, maybe grey? And according to him, it didn't match-match but coordinated because of all the different shades of blue.
I didn't say a word...
It's from Pottery Barn Kids. It's the My First Anywhere chair. Her grandparents got it for her for Christmas.
Awesome! Thanks!
Meh. I'm grateful for any clothing that doesn't have spit-up over it. Colors don't matter to me as much anymore because as soon as I remove the dirty bib to change it she's bound to cover it in drool or puke.
And once you do that several times a day, the only matching clothes you'll find are already in the dirty laundry pile.
Oh my.
The choice outfit looks so funny that I decided to wave my husband over to take a peek and he said "What is wrong with that?" "Looks good."
Men!