I was dressed like a little British kid until I was 7 or 8. Hopefully, Dan won't subject his little bundle of joy to the child-size berets I was forced to wear. And Melissa, she'll be horrified I'm telling you, sported traces of a mullet at one point in her youth.
These travesties must not be repeated.
Thus Mel and I decided to kick of this baby's closet with something sartorially charming. Back and forth we went with the trendy onesie option. They have "RUN-DMC" onesies and "Ramones" onesies. We found tuxedo t-shirt onesies and "That's What She Said" onesies. Then, of course, there's the wonderful world of organic children's clothing that goes on and on and on...
Finally, we found what we were looking for.
Instantly, we'd agreed. The pefect gift.
The following, along with a charming note, was sent to Chef Dan, his lovely wife and their brand new addition this afteroon:
Loads of Love,