After lamenting about not being able to dress Eamon in anything but plain ol' button-front tops and sleepers, I decided to test out a onesie today. Because he's moving his arm so well (and also because the orthopedist said it should be healing by now), I'm less afraid of handling his bad side--and he's much less fussy when it comes to being changed. Here he is snoozing away in his first full-fledged onesie. He only put up a slight fuss when I pulled it over his head and re-wrapped him. Pretty soon the broken arm will be only a fuzzy memory!
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