Owen's look here may be in response to him watching me pulling out the "onsies" that he has outgrown. This one went on the pile...but I had to squeeze it on for one last wear. I was told that it is a sad day when you realize that your baby is outgrowing his first clothes. Hmmm, it sure was. Yesterday I reorganized the closet and drawers so I could find things that will fit him and that fit him now. Last night I spent time going through this whole blog watching Owen grow as I flipped through the "pages." Days and joys that will always be...in memory.