I am still not doing too well at cloth diapering. It is kinda decided on a day to day basis. But sometimes, something happens that makes me excited for cloth again. William's first time in cloth was one of those.
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He is crying because he hates being naked, not because he hates cloth diapers. |
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I love how huge they are on him. Yet how well they fit to his body. |
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See, two in cloth. We can do this! |

I also noticed on this day that he was 2 ft. tall. I took a couple pictures of my "two foot" baby. (attempted to anyway, his wiggles kept moving him from the right part of the measuring tape)
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