A note from the baby...

Hi there. Baby here. I've hijacked my mom's blog because I need your help. You see my mom, God bless her, has been buying me new clothes on just about every trip she takes to a store. Now I appreciate the fact that she's trying to have me look like the trendiest baby on the playground, but I've got to draw the line somewhere, and this is where....

Sure these look like an innocent pair of sweet little baby blue jeans, that is, until you take a gander in my mom's closet...

That's right, my mom bought me a pair of maternity jeans. Really, Mom? I mean, I'm a boy, and it's bad enough when moms try to coordinate outfits with their sons for family portraits, but maternity jeans? This has got to stop. The next thing you know, she's going to have us wearing matching sun hats! So, if you happen to see my mom out and about, buying something for me, will you make sure it looks manly enough to hang with the guys. No lace. No bows. No maternity wear.

Thanks!

Baby Boy

P.S. Can someone help my mom out with some names. I'm getting a little worried that they might actually go with Finn's suggestion...'Chewbacca'