We were traveling up to Pennsylvania when Knox turned 11 weeks and ran into the classic case of forgotten clipboard. So, belated weekly photo. Knox was one of two show-stoppers at the wedding we went to in Pennsylvania - the other being his sister. Maybe it was his baby blazer, maybe it was his sleek side part. Whatever it was, the twenty-somethings were swooning. He handled the attention and the bathroom floor diaper changes like a true gentleman. He continues to be happy and content for the most part, which is a such a joy.
In honor of his sister's third birthday, Knox posed on this tablecloth I had made for Surrey's baptism out of some of her weekly photo fabrics and then used again this past weekend for her birthday party. He's still mad he didn't get a donut or a slice of cake during the celebrations. One day buddy boy, one day. Following in Surrey's footsteps, the kid spits up like it's going out of style. Consequently, we're doing wash almost every day and no longer own any respectable, stainless articles of clothing. This Christmas I hope Santa actually becomes a real thing because we have some serious baby induced needs. Stain free clothes being one.
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