This morning I was once again compelled by the outfit I found for Z -- compelled to put on an impromptu fashion show.
This past week saw a new thing: the beginning of the teething process. Occasional pain and discomfort for the poor little guy, and lotsa lotsa drool. Not today, though; he was still wearing this onsie when his Mom picked him up.
He'd lost his pants, though. If I've told him once, I've told him a thousand times...
Still had the socks on. Socks make the man.
The morning sky was pretty enough to attempt a picture while driving. (Don't worry, I'd already dropped off Z and nobody's going very fast.)
I took this one just after I got home this evening. (On foot.)