Dinosaurs and baby legs. . .what?

Ewan is obsessed with dinosaurs. And, by obsessed, I mean he plays with them constantly and knows the names of each of his dinosaurs (ie, pachycephalosaurus, allosaurus, brachiosaurus, triceratops, t-rex, metriacanthasaurus, velociraptor, apatosaurus. . .). Seriously. He also loves to run around roaring at the top his lungs after which he tells me he is a t-rex. Yikes.

I love baby legs. There is something incredibly endearing about my sweet little baby in legwarmers. Yes. I said legwarmers. On my son. Honestly, don't knock it until you try it- he stays warm, can move around easily and diaper changes are a breeze (meaning, I have one less piece of clothing to worry about taking on/off as he flips and twists whilst covered in poo). They are also great for days out in the frigid weather (which are limited as I tend to become a hermit in the winter months). Of course, Denny wasn't too thrilled. I believe his exact words were, "Why is my son dressed like a girl?" To which I replied, but they are blue!!! And sooo cute!! He wasn't impressed. Anywho, I love them and will continue to dress my little guy in them despite the strange looks I receive from family and friends.