I’m kinda obsessed with dressing my babies. I swear, I put more time into getting them ready on a daily basis than I do myself. That’s okay though because #momlife. Something that drives me crazy is getting them all dressed up for dinner, sitting them at a table at some nice restaurant, and then having to put some obnoxious bib on them. THE TORTURE. It seriously irked me for all of Walt’s bib wearing days. Lucky for Oliver, I’ve found a company that has fixed my problem!