This is a picture of Jude at 5 months. Oh the sweet baby cheeks. You can't actually tell, but he's wearing the same fox onesie as in the bottom pictures. Unfortunately, at 5 months Jude was a rolling vesuvius, so most of his outfits were covered with little bibs.
The fox onesie was one of my very favorites. I would put him in it as often as the clean laundry would allow. I'm sure I stretched it on to his growing body for awhile, because I am always hesitant to let go of my favorites. It seems like they barely get to wear them and then they're gone.
Luckily for me, a teacher at my school gave me some of her 2 year olds clothes. Lo and behold, the fox onesie was reincarnated in 18 months. I died. I squealed. I may or may not have overreacted with joy.
Jude is wearing it today while I am at home to enjoy him in it all day long. And I can't help but marveling at how different he is now compared to then. No more sweet little baby. He is a wild toddler through and through.
Now all that is left are little hints of the baby rolls that once were.
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