[flickr style=”float: right”]photo:2523778229[/flickr]My Nana has these friends she calls her Ya-Yas. I’m not really sure what that means, but apparently it has something to do with knitting. They all sent me sweaters and booties and hats and stuff they made themselves. My Daddy just rolls his eyes and says, “That’s what Target is for.”
I don’t know what that means.
Anyway, Mommy spent an hour one day trapsing me into and out of clothes to take pictures of me in all my new gear. It was my first fashion show. Here are the pictures, along with a few from the last couple of weeks hanging out with my Mommy, Daddy and brother Grant.
And some from the week after: