Wella, wella Uh-huh!

Dylan was pretty small when he was born so even premie clothes were fitting him very loosley. We stuck some pants on him that were gang banger baggy, even though they were supposedly for premies.

Big Pants

It seems that his gorging on milk has paid off, since he has finally grown out of something. We were putting some fotted PJs on him the other night and noticed that it didn’t fit as well as it had before. The PJs were so snug that they kind of resembled the jumpsuits that Elvis wore during the 70’s. See pictures below.

The King The King