Forgive me for breaking my personal rule against dressing a baby in grown-up clothes. (Normally I find it tantamount to dressing a chimp in human clothes.) The ensemble just presented itself. This denim jacket was a gift; Asher handed down his rockstar sweater; and we were given the wicked leather shoes, bearing the Union Jack, in London from friends we stayed with. Come on, it's funny!
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Teresa agrees with you, but he looks so stinkin cute!
What a stud! He is seriously too cute for words. I only hope my little boy is as cute as Ollie is.
What a Rocker! He's is seriously decked out! You have to admit, it's fun to dress them up!
First of all, he's amazing! So stinkin' adorable! Love the sweater, love the shoes, love everything! I'm so happy for you.
Second, I'm so excited that you found me! When Kristin was trying to convince me to create a blog she told me that I would be able to find long lost frinds. I just figured it was a ploy to get me to do it. I guess she does know what she's talking about!
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