Fit

• ALL of the boy's pants are now high-waters on him.  
• The oldest is out-growing all of her shirts.  And yet, she's at that in-between stage where girls' larges don't quite fit (or are too childish), but adult smalls are too big (and sometimes too grown-up-ish).  And adult extra smalls are too small now, too.  So basically she has the choice of wearing too-small shirts with cutesy childish sayings that are skin-tight or too-large shirts that are too adult and maybe somewhat skanky.  *sigh*
• Izzy is the lucky one with gobs and gobs of hand-me-downs, so she's all set.
• The boy's sneakers are getting too small.  And exceptionally FUNKY-SMELLING.  Dear Lord, THE STENCH!  THAT CARRIES OVER TO HIS ROOM!!!  GAG!!!
• I am working a temp job (third fall in a row--they love me!).  I was most pleased that my work clothes fit on me again.  I figured slacks had more of a "give" to them.  Then I got on the scale and noticed that I'm just two pounds shy of my pre-pregnancy weight.  Woo hoo!  Now, that pre-pregnancy weight was a bit "big" for me, but it was nice to finally at least drop down from that plateau I'd hit for a while there.
• So for kicks, I tried on my pre-pregnancy jeans.  AND THEY FIT.  Well, MOST of them, anyway.  Remember, this weight is the "pudgy" weight.  Whatevs.  Most happy, anyway.
• I have so much more to blog about!  But I can't seem to find a spare moment AT ALL.  (Gee, I wonder why?)