A year ago, I was unaware that I was gestating a little bean that is now an ornery, snuggling, teething, drooling, smiley, lovable little hunk of boy named Ian. He has his daddy's eyes and his mommy's temper. And both parents enchanted with his "miles and miles of smiles."
And those little outfits weren't bought in vain.
|Why yes, this is a Pink Floyd onesie. Why do you ask?|