Growing up

Yesterday I put one of my favorite litte outfits on Anna. It's really cute. The shoulders and arms seemed a little tight. She was annoyed by the snap on the waist. Moving right along, I took that quick mental note but just thought -eh, this shirt must have been dried too many times or something. I though her annoyance was just irritating with teething in general enough to tick her off about every little imperfect thing.

This morning I dressed her in another one of my favorite little cozy outfits. Her belly was hanging out. I really noticed it when I dropped her off in class. My goodness, she's got to stop eating! Her bottomless pit approach to the table is catching up with her!

On the drive to work: there's no way she's growing out of her clothes, is there? I mean her clothese are 2T for crying out loud. She has several more months till she reaches the 2T age of 24 months...that's wayyyy down the line.

And then I realized it wasn't. That's in 4 weeks. She'll be 2 in about 4 weeks on March 8.

Yikes. That explains the clothes.

And the fact she's been experimenting with talking in sentences to us enough to be able to have a little conversation. And she gets the jokes. And that we're finishing up with teething.

Now I get it.