I asked the dear husband to get baby ready to go out.
Here is the result
1.A 12 month onesie too big for him
2.Yellow bib for a blue outfit
3.Purple socks
4.And the crowning glory? Socks for mittens...
The upside is baby doesn't care. Then again he wouldn't care if I put a Cindrella outfit and a tiara on him.
I think I should be just grateful for a Daddy who helps out with the baby.
1 comment:
Love it!
I'm so thankful for caring, competent, crazy-clothes-combinations daddies! I fall in love with my husband all over again every time I see him loving our kids.
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