Shorty McShortstuff
I was watching Dax run around at My-Gym today and I noticed his pants looked just a wee bit short. "Wow!" I thought to myself, "My boy is really growing!" I mean, my goodness! Are we going to have to break out the 3Ts that we inherited from Cousin Colby already?
Later we were playing "Red Light/Green Light" and I was having to employ my usual method of getting him to obey the rules of the Red Light. It involves me holding onto the waistband of his pants and physically holding him in place while his little legs scramble, cartoon-like, toward some invisible yet exciting destination. Since his pants are still quite roomy in the waist this gave me a clear view of the tag and, thus, the size: 18 months.
Yeah. Looks like those 3Ts can wait a bit longer.