All my baby's onesies. And the outfit he wore the day he became officially ours. So wrinkled from being smashed in a space bag. I hardly remember him being this small. So many memories going through his stuff today. I put away some stray 3t's, sorted his 4t's, brought out his 5's and put away the 6/7's. He's growing too fast.
His helicopter is rescuing the truck with a yoyo.
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