So, I have to include this little tidbit so that I can remember it and laugh. I spent a small fortune on this outfit at one of those posh little baby stores back when I was pregnant with Charlie. It was a size 24 mos so it hung in his closet forever. When I finally remembered it, I asked John to put it on him for church with his "nice" black shoes.
This is what our poor little Charlie looked like in his fancy outfit. Notice the highwaters, the white socks, and the orthopedic shoes. Seriously, it didn't matter how much I spent on this outfit, I couldn't do it to him. We changed his clothes and he never wore it in public. I have set it aside for Eliza.
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