Gradual Changes

I went to the mall today, something I rarely do these days, but I had a coupon and those who know me understand what that means for me. I went to pick up some shirts for my husband, but also wandered into the girl's section and decided to buy my daughter some jeggings. I don't like to buy clothes for her, because I remember when my mom bought mine and they were always wrong - just wrong (but mostly they were home made and how could I ask to return those?).

So I picked up a pair and held them up - looked good to me, and she's pretty slim so I thought they looked about right. When I got home and she held them up, WOW - way too small! What happened to my little girl, size 10? She looked at me like I was crazy. "Mom, I'm a size twelve, not a ten!" What? I bought a size ten? Yes, I did, and without even thinking about it. I still see her as being ten (truth told I still see her as abut seven) and while her physical growth has been gradual, it all caught up with me today. I think I need to pay more attention to the details.