Last year I attempted to get a picture of Zach in a pink and navy striped onesie and the results were not great. One, because he was only 8 weeks old and just not that cute (sorry, but it is the truth - though I thought he was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen) and two because he was just figuring out how to smile and really didn't have it down. Nor could I catch it in action. You can see what I am talking about here. And as I have said before, February 2009 was a blur for me. I literally can not remember a thing about it. I guess I was just busy with feeding and changing and staring at that baby.
So this year I was determined remedy the negative picture situation and got him a super cute "Momma's Boy" shirt. The shirt is an homage to the fact that he refuses to say "Momma" but now has started to say "Norman". I want to die. Anyway, Alex didn't even blink an eye at the shirt. He draws the line at hats (shhhh don't tell him about the crayfish hat) but has given in to me wanting my baby to wear whatever I want right now. Good man.
Just my baby wearing a crayfish hat playing with a Bud Light beaded necklace. Nothing to see here.