Lately, we've been missing New Orleans around here. It's so funny how when you leave a place, you even end up missing things you weren't crazy about. I almost miss the heat.. and how it forces you to have a Daiquiri! It's also funny how the smallest thing.. a smell, an outfit, and old piece of paper-- can bring back all those memories. My little boy will always be a Louisiana boy.. no matter how much of a little California surfer boy he morphs into. I was tickled pink that this little smocked outfit still fit him. It SO reminds me of our time in New Orleans and the wonderful experiences we had. It seems so far away.. and we were there such a short time.. but it is the foundation of our young family. Missin New Orleans y'all!