our halfling

When Finn was a baby, John's mom gave me a little baseball uniform--It was a keepsake that used to belong to John's dad, Ron. Ron's mom made it for him, I presume.

I wanted Calvin to wear it to his birthday bash. But with the 100+ weather forecast, John said it would be too toasty to wear, since the uniform was made of wool...plus, we couldn't seem to located the uniform.

So Calvin got to wear his {backward}yellow shirt instead.

I was so bummed.

A few days later, I walked in the door from running errands. And wouldn't ya know--there Calvin was, prancing around happily in the missing keepsake uniform.

"The uniform is made of dead sheep!", he proudly announced.

John and I both agree...Calvin looks just like a little hobbit with his knicker length baseball pants. Little bare feet flopping about (minus the hairy feet).

How I love our little halfling.

He wears this uniform all the time.

And although it is made of wool, it's extremely light-weight. He totally could have gotten away with wearing it to his sweltering party. Boo.

OH well. I think it's time to move on, past my disappointment.

Calvin Jack. Hobbit of mine. You make me smile. You are just as squishy and cuddly as the first day I held you.