Too Big For My Britches

Grandma called and wanted to know what size of clothes to get me for Christmas. Mom thinks I might be wearing 9 months, but who knows. I''m growing like a weed. Nine months didn't fit me this morning, but it will soon. I love that cereal, and I hear Mom is going to send some to the sitter's for me. I'm also gonna get some fruit soon. Man, oh man, am I looking forward to that. Yummy!