Before I had kids I figured that it would be ridiculously difficult to wrangle babies into those cute little baby outfits.

You know the ones – those ohmygodsocute little outfits with the button-up shirts and the little socks and the baby khakis and whatnot.

I thought it would be ridiculously difficult to get kids into those things.

And you know what?

It is.

You know what’s easier?

A diaper with nothing over top of it.

And on Sundays, just extra special for church, a matching bib.

Cuz Daddy knows him some classy.