In the past few days, JT has been on an unparalleled eating frenzy. Every time I turn around, he's seeking a snack. On Saturday afternoon, this led to the following conversation:
Mama: Are you getting to grow or something?
JT: Maybe.
Mama: Because if that's the case, I have to respectfully request that you stop.
JT: No thank you.
Defiance, but polite defiance. The real issue here is that at this rate we're at T minus 12 months before the child is taller than me. And then what?
Then maybe if you're lucky some kind person will mistake you for his sister instead of his mom and your ego will be sufficiently boosted as to put a large smile on your face!! :) I know exactly how you feel. I think Dade will be taller than me by next year.
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