Even though Daniel’s first birthday was only a week ago, he has already outgrown his 12 months clothes and is now wearing clothes labeled “18 months”. They’re loose, not in a “It’s too big” way but in a “It’s nice and comfy now, which he’ll fill out as the months go by” way.
He’s in transition now — not exactly an infant anymore, but not a toddler either. However, the way he plays with his toys, babbles, walks, and noshes on Gerber Puffs point towards the toddler that he will rapidly become.
His teeth are finally starting to push against his gums — to his intense displeasure — and he’s getting longer and longer. It amazes me just how much he’s grown in just one year; he amazes me every day.
(Okay, in the above picture, that T-shirt is *way* too loose — it’s a 2T, which was all that was left after he did deep horking last week on his 18mo shirts, which were in the wash.)