Here's the thing about growth spurts. Certain outfits are too big, still too big, too big...oops...too little.
So yesterday, I finally dragged out the real tree baby camo outfit. And dang if it wasn't just a little too small. My mom paid full price for that outfit down in Loretto, so we wedged him into anyway.
Before he was born, I had planned on a little photo shoot - putting the baby in his real tree camo in the leaves - captioning it "Where's the baby?" But he mostly sleeps during our walks in the park and I couldn't really justify dragging him out of his cosy warm blanket just for a funny picture. Though I did think about it.
He was wrapped in his new fleecy Vols blanket, before we put it on him I asked the Vol-in-Law if he thought hunter camo goes with Tennessee orange.
"I dunno," he says. "Shall we be the first to try it?"
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Camo works. No baby visible.
Ah, well. I'm sure we've missed some outfit opportunities, as well. The same 8 sleepers get lots of wear, the linen dresses (in December), not so much. I'd planned to do a photo shoot of all the pretty stuff, but that's just cruel to a baby. I get maybe one or two outfits before the crying starts.
Cletus -- I mean, Buddy! -- sure looks cute in that camo.
Well, it's not too late to pick up one of these (they make them for girls, too - you can tell by the added lace). Furrow, if I'm not mistaken, y'all go right be the store on the way to your in-laws.
Don't hunters the world over wear Tennessee orange?
not the same - also not the same as pickin' up trash by the side of the road orange
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