louder!

Why isn't my kid smaller? Younger? Littler? Babier?

Sigh.

I know. I get it.

You don't need to explain it to me, okay? I understand how the process works. (Sorry - I'm a tesch cranky after a day involving almost incessant whining. And that was just the dog. And me.)

In the meantime. While he's shooting into the stratosphere, and standing on my heart throughout, I can wish ardently for him to be little enough to wear one of the spot-on-funny designs by KidsAloud. Like this one. Or this one. Or even this one.

*whimpers quietly enough to hear biological clock ticking steadily amidst the hum of background noises, like the dishwasher*

p.s. I'm a mommy-blogger!! Wheeee!