
Mac's Mimi and I were too busy snapping up a storm to laugh then. Four days later, though, I've set aside the moment of totally unnecessary panic and can smile about it already.
If only someone had captured him spitting up on his second outfit too - and then sporting a white onesie for the remainder of the afternoon. So much for a future brother wearing the same sweet outfit to be dedicated!
If we didn't have stories like these, though, what would stand out in our minds in forty years?
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