Each day for the past week or so I’ve awoken in the night to find that Katherine needed changing: diaper, clothes, everything. But when I reached for clean clothes we ran into a snag. I put one outfit on only to find that she couldn’t fully extend her legs in it. I put another on only to find that I couldn’t snap it together under her rear. These are outfits that I had washed within the past week after she sported them around town–and I didn’t shrink them! Some didn’t fit even when I moved up a size! What is this magic growing in the night?
Erin
Alan Schmierer