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... of dress up

Abram has been an unknowing little dress up doll for me these last few days.

Yesterday, I dressed him in a pair of Guatemalan overalls that I bought for him when we visited for a friend's wedding a year ago.  At the time, they were too big for him.

So I put them at the back of the closet, thinking that it would be a long time before he could wear them.  Yesterday, I realized that I year was a pretty long time and I pulled them out, only to discover that a year had been a little too long.

They look like lederhosen.  I think this will be the last time he wears them.  Unless I somehow find the time to make them into a pair of shorts or something.  But that probably won't happen.  They also turned the onesie pink, so they have to be specially washed.  Definitely not ever day wear.

Then, tonight, I was finishing going through his closet and I found this outfit that Quinn's mom sent us from when Quinn was a kid.  
Pretty adorable, right?  

He's never shy for the camera.  Weird. 

It's funny to me that this was dress up for us, but it was normal clothes for a little Quinn.  Well, maybe it was a special outfit, but probably not a costume, like it is for Abram. He seemed to like it, though.  He kept looking down and holding out his arms and admiring it.  

So there's that.  Now I have to try and get my other child back on her normal day/night schedule.  We had one bad/late/over tired night and everything has shifted back a few hours. Not fun at almost midnight when she had gotten us used to 8 or 9.  Hoping to be heading to bed to join a sleeping Quinn very shortly.
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