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I used to wonder why babies wore onesies all the time. There’s some utility there, sure, but opening and closing those three snaps twenty times a day begins to get tedious after a while. Couldn’t babies wear regular shirts, like grown ups and big kids?
Then a squirmy little boy with a big, t-shirt busting belly came into my life.
Now I don’t wonder so much anymore.