This morning I handed Madison a shirt and asked her to put it on. She handed it back to me and said "This doesn't fit me." First of all, how does she remember that it doesn't fit? (In all honestly it was a little tight last time she wore it) And why does she have to sound so grown up? I love that she is talking so much, but it does make me sad sometimes too. Where is my little baby...
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