Spent some time on a small household project: refinishing an old chair my wife bought a few years ago. (Danish Modern, oil finish, very nice.) Those hand-rubbed finishes you see in the furniture ads require lots of rags (plus elbow grease), and I grabbed a handful of them from the bag of worn-out clothes we keep in the storage closet. They turned out to be three-month-size undershirts that were too stained or tatty to become hand-me-downs. And they’re tiny. TINY.
He got so big so fast! Boring-boring-boring parent observation, I know. They all do that. But it’s true.