Baby Clothing Tragedy Strikes

M. and I purchased LB's coming home outfit a couple weeks ago. It's this adorable French stretchie, light blue velour with a bunny on the front in teal and turquoise (because he'll be born right around Easter). We've been looking at it, imagining how cute he'll be in it. I knit a hat that matches the bunny. I mean, it's CUTE.

Then we washed it.

I knew it was THAT outfit just from M.'s tone of voice. Why not some other outfit? Why couldn't the airplanes on the fuzzy jumper unravel? Why couldn't the seams on the fine whale corduroy overalls twist. Why did it HAVE TO BE THAT ONE?

The bunny almost completely disappeared in the wash.

Yes, we followed the directions. It's gone, a mere ghost of itself. We can't bring him home in a faded little outfit. And the hat won't work because it matched the BUNNY.

We're returning it and we're back to square one on the coming home outfit. The only consolation is that it didn't cost us much money...on sale, baby...more than the $5 rule, but not a lot. After all, it was his coming home outfit.