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| Axel, 2012 |
So this was my morning! In Maine, Will and I raided the attic for the next size up in baby clothes (tucked away there this summer thanks to 5 older boy cousins.)
The little stars and stripes number was also a hand me down from a friend in Brooklyn. We were joking that he looks like a boy band member, especially with his deep V and spiky hair.
Had a good, productive day, until I left my little cooler full of breast milk on the F train. There's no use crying over, er, spilled milk, I suppose. Let's just hope it didn't prompt an incident with the NYPD bomb squad.
