Growing, much?

Leah turned 6 months old yesterday.

She celebrated the day by sleeping and eating, pretty much all day. I had a hunch that meant she was growing, but I didn’t know the half of it.

After her bath last night I was getting her pajamas on her when I suddenly realized that the ones I was struggling to get her into were just not going to fit. She couldn’t straighten her legs, which would not make for a good night’s sleep.

So I put on another pair, only to find the same thing to be true. Too short.

And another pair.

And another.

And yet another.

I eventually realized that it would be easier on us both to simply stretch out each set of pajamas next to her and compare lengths. After chunking 10 more sleep outfits, I called Scott upstairs to see what was going on.

Out of curiosity, we pulled the pajamas out of the hamper that she had worn the night before.

THEY WERE TWO INCHES TOO SHORT FOR HER.

She *literally* grew two inches yesterday. Seriously.

How can this be possible? I feel like I can actually see the growth happening before my eyes. It’s unreal.