Monday, September 18, 2006
How I know my baby is growing up
Look beyond my raggedy feet, if you can. What do you see here?
You know what I see? Proof positive that my baby is now a full-fledged boy, all snips and snails and puppy dog tails. Not hardly a round corner left on him; he's getting tall, and although he's not all elbows and knees yet, he's almost there.
I bought Owen new tennis shoes for winter. He needs a new pair of shoes at least every 6 months. His toes are hanging literally an inch over the edge of his sandals that I bought for him back in April. So off we went looking for a new pair of shoes. And he ended up in a size 12.5. Granted, I give him about a size to grow into, since he'll be busting out of these in a few months. But look at that shoe! It's almost big enough to fit me! The old mom! I cannot believe it.
Today on my lunch break I went to Old Navy and bought him a winter wardrobe, or at least a good start to one. Tomorrow I'm taking every single piece back and getting one size bigger. Nothing I bought fits him. He is a solid 5T now (makes since, with him being three years old, right?). Crazy.
Also, everything 2T that I bought for Ari - too small. Look, I breed big, what can I say?
So, my boy, he grows. There is no denying it. It makes me sad!