Jesse goes to the doctor tomorrow, and I’m betting he clocks in at more than 10 pounds. He eats like Kobiashi, after all.
All that growing means he’s outgrowing clothes at an alarming rate. That’s OK, though — Betsy and Cathy graciously accepted my offer of hand-me-downs, like these cute blue and green Ninja jammies.

We’ll be holding on to one outfit, though: his little brown and blue monkey outfit. It was picked out by his Cousin Elaina and Aunt Amy long before Jesse was born.

It was what he wore on the way home from the hospital.

He also wore it a few days later for his bris (sans pants).
But it hasn’t fit for about two weeks. I washed it a final time and folded it away in his closet (I think there’s still a stain or two, but that’s OK).

Someday I’ll show it to him, and we’ll both marvel over how small he once was.