Belted Babes

The other day Sam insisted on wearing his belt for the first time ever, which makes a mother of a newly potty trained child nervous, but I complied, helping him to weave it through the individual loops of the pants he'd carefully chosen. As I latched the belt he looked at me and said, "Everybody will think I'm a dad because I'm wearing a belt." * I agreed, because, hello...everyone knows I delivered a baby and Paul started wearing a belt.




*My small boy was not mistaken for a dad that day.