I'm not going to be one of these crazies that spends every hour and penny making my child a fashion plate (not that I'm judging you, Katie Holmes -- I admit that Suri looks AMAZING, even if slightly creepy sometimes). But when you happen to throw together an ensemble - in this case a combination of baby D needing to be warm (it was Christmas Day), needing to be presentable (it was Christmas Day, so we took her to church) and having a limited number of clean clothes (this was still the stage when baby D was aggressively soiling through every outfit, and if I remember correctly, this one didn't last too much longer) - and your kid looks like they should be starring on The Sartorialist, you have a right to be proud. And I am.
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