You doll phobes will be happy that I am giving you a break.
Instead, I'm taken my inspiration from Karen's post last week. Look at her adorable boys, all 4 pictures taken at the same age and in the same outfit. Now I know my Ernest wore a lot of Frank's hand me downs (and Frank wore his cousins'), but I was never organized enough to document that properly.
Except for the famous TUXEDO ONESIE! Can I call it a TUXSIE for short?
When Frank was 2 months old, we went to my cousin's wedding. I'm sure those in the wedding party were a little concerned about a potentially squalling infant, but let me just say Frank was a prince. Handy and my mother were with us, so between us there was always someone to take Frank out of the room if necessary. But really, it wasn't. He was a happy little camper and everyone was delighted at how cute he was in the tuxedo. By the way, my cousin is still happily married and has two very tall boys of her own.
Now when Ernest's turn came to fit into the tuxsie, there wasn't a fancy event for him to go to. Nevertheless, I took a picture. Ernest was a... shall we say "sturdier" baby?... so that light spot below the white part is the tuxsie gaping open to show his belly.
And now look at them, all grown up.
2011 - They've cut their hair since then.