The kid is getting big. I remember a time when he was little(r) and I worried and wondered if he'd get super big and whether—not knowing his own strength—he might snap my neck just hugging me, like Lennie did to that gal in Of Mice and Men. Though he's only 4'9" and 73 pounds, he can still (innocently) pack a punch with his flailing arms, and fists.
He's also nearly outgrown his johnny-jump-up, and I'm not quite sure what to do. I might be able to stitch a few extra inches onto the nylon straps supporting the padded seat, but I'm not sure they'll hold. Readers, any ideas for me?
He's also nearly outgrown his johnny-jump-up, and I'm not quite sure what to do. I might be able to stitch a few extra inches onto the nylon straps supporting the padded seat, but I'm not sure they'll hold. Readers, any ideas for me?
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