Life has been very staid recently. Aside from a brief visit from Razzle Dazzle and Al for curry and reality TV, routine has got the better of me.
I emerged briefly from the fugue today however. I’m generally terrible at gauging what clothes will fit D; I always assume that things will be much too huge for her. It derives from the fact that she’s my tiny little baby. Today, however, I decided that it was high time she got some use out of some of her pretty big-girl’s clothes, rather than letting her lounge around in a sleep suit all day. And whumph! Stick a t-shirt and trousers on her and suddenly there’s this great moose of a girl staring up at me from the changing mat. I’m really not sure where she came from.
They grow up so fast. *sniff!*
Aaahhhhh!