Cranky Pants, well not really…
This outfit although super cute-only lasted through these few pictures…cranky pants, literally…So, we got all dressed after our rice cereal breakfast in our big boy high chair and our bath time fun. Arlin was fine until I sat him upright in his little bebe pod chair on the sofa. Then he started to squirm & grunt, fussing until I picked him up, then he was fine…if I perched him back upright he started to cry…poor guys pants were too tight! Mister likes to lounge around the house in his p.j. pants…oh, my tubba wub…and his ever so portly belly!