When babies are born, they all look like boys. I blame it on the lack of hair. Lakin, in all her beauty, is no different. Without gender specific clothes, even the sharpest of patrons would mistake her for a young man. The fact that we named her an ambiguous name does not work in her favor either.
New moms know that it's always wise to pack a back up outfit in case a baby decides to poop their pants in public and that poop decides to creep on out the diaper. This has happened much less frequently as Lakin grows but it still does happen from time to time. The back up outfit is never the cute one in the closet. In fact, mine are usually ill fitting and mismatched. The adorable boy jammies from an earlier post are my most recently back up outfit, stuffed at the bottom of the diaper bag and forgotten about until the fateful day when poop goes flying.