Suddenly, it seems like my kids are no longer little kids. The boys are 4 now, and granted they have always been tall, but now they seem to have the bodies of little boys — not toddlers, anymore. It’s funny, from up close, holding them and hugging them, they don’t seem so big, but then they step away a few feet and they look bigger than they felt.
Aliza comes up to my mid-stomach. I barely have to bend over anymore to look her in the eye. I just put away all these size 7/8 t-shirts for this summer, and they all look so small! I am wondering whether I should go ahead and sell them in the Mothers of Multiples sale right now, before summer, because obviously they won’t fit her for long. Right now, they’d be “belly” shirts on her. I am going to have to hit the size 9 rack at the sale to find shirts that will fit her! And she’s barely 6 years old. I’m worried for her, really. I know what it’s like to feel bigger than everyone else. She doesn’t seem self conscious about it yet, but I’ll be watching.
The battery in my camera is dead, and I can’t find the cord to plug it into the wall so it can recharge, haven’t been able to find it for a month now. I have to unearth that thing, because it’s starting to be a problem that I can’t take pictures or movies! I have to record these tiny giants in my house.
