Mila got taller. It was one of those things that happened seemingly overnight. One day she was the tiniest little thing and suddenly she's ... still really short, but not the SHORTEST.
For what it's worth, Mila fully embraces her tininess. She knows she is short for her age and will happily tell you all the advantages to that fact. Which, HUZZAH. I'm two-for-two in getting kids to be proud of their thing! Alexis OWNS that she has a bigger than average head (she really does) and Mila is short and they're both very proud of those facts.
Phew.
But Mila. Mila went and got just a bit taller. I was commenting on it and asking, "Who told you that you're allowed to grow up?" It's a conversation we have all the time. It usually leads to her laughing because since when did that kid wait for permission about anything? I'll wait. I'm sure there has been at least one time.
Still waiting.
Okay, so she doesn't wait for permission. It's who she is.
Regardless, this time when we started talking about her growing up, Mila had the best answer ever. "Mom, no matter how big I get, I'll still be The Baby and Alexis will still be The Grandma" and LOLZOMG. Yes. She's right. Totally and completely right.
