Fit

This post is about two different meanings of the word "fit". The first refers to Solomon and how he is quickly outgrowing things. Like the laundry basket. Since our bathroom scale only measures in 0.5-pound increments, it's hard to tell exactly how much The Boy weighs. But it's not hard to believe he's topping the scale at 18+ pounds, what with the second breakfasts and all. The second kind of fit is the type that Solo's Ma no longer is. We started out for a run using the jogging stroller lent to us by a friend. It wasn't that I couldn't run at all, but 15 minutes into the adventure, it turned into a walk. And not even the speed-walk variety. Mommy was tuckered out, as was Solomon, but in a different way. Documentation of before/after provided.