Fashion Victim

The unfortunate thing about being a baby is that you are unable to dress yourself and are therefore at the mercy of whatever your parents decide to put on you.

This is my L.L. Cool J look. Whenever Mommy puts me in this, which is fairly frequently right now since it's one of the few things that fits me at this point, Daddy starts singing "Mama Said Knock You Out" and makes me shadow box.

And the Conehead Hat, courtesy of Nana. I look like an elf!