After a particularly messy breakfast, Everett was walking a bit funny. So I felt his foot and realized that a cheerio was in his footed sleeper. Who knows how he managed to get a
cherrio all the way down the sleeper and into the footie, but he could feel it and therefore was walking stiffly. I opened up his
PJs to remove it and he ran off dressed like this.



Sweet Dreams!
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