I know it happens. I just don't think about it every day. I notice the changes in jumps. Last night, for example, we saw an eclipse of the moon. It was not a "moom." Today we baked cookies not "tookies." These changes are bitter sweet. I am glad P is growing and learning but it is sad, in a way, to see the baby ways disappear. At least we can still eat "compatoes" and play with Mr. Compato Head!
It also seems she is getting to be all arms and legs. That big, red sweater her auntie A made her when she was born is now rather small - and she used to wear it with the sleeves rolled up.
P and I are working together to make a new and BIGGER sweater. P helped wind the yarn on the ball winder. She learned how to keep winding in the same direction for the whole ball. 
My sisters and I used to wear sweater and hat sets from this pattern when we were small. My mother made many of these popcorn sweater sets for us and for gifts. When my aunt sent me a copy of the pattern, I knew I would be making one for P. I do wish my mother could see P in her little popcorn sweater set when it is finished.
