....like a bad weed....

When you see your child every day, in front of you, while you are totally adoring of them, alot of the time, one fails to realize how quickly they grow...I can only imagine how that must seem to Tex or the POD since they don't get to see Bear on a daily basis...

As well, once the warmer weather hits, Bear spends most of the summer in shorts or swim trunks....he wears his boxers to bed, so for the majority of the summer, all I've seen is legs (well, alot of scraped knees), but now on closer inspection, he's starting to look more and more like a giraffe and less and less like a Bear....
We weighed him over at Angie's on the last visit (since I can't abide having a scale in my apartment!), and he was 65 pounds!  Yikes!  That's a long way from the 9 pounds 3 ounce eggroll I gave birth to!! And once measured, all stretched out he's 52 1/2" tall (that's 4 ft 4 and a half, y'all!!)

So, since Peanut is the lucky recipient of all Bear's outgrown items, I think Angie may have to get another dresser drawer to fit all these items in...