Growth and tiramasu

It occurred to us a couple of days ago that Caroline had gotten bigger almost overnight.  My eyes didn't entirely deceive me.  Not only has she outgrown clothes that fit her well or were even a bit too big for her a few months ago (we've been using some of her dresses as blouses!), we, like most parents, keep an unofficial record on the frame of the kitchen door.

At this rate, we're going to need a bigger door.

She's standing at just about 36", which is somewhere between the 80th and 90th percentile.  Our tall girl!

In other news, she's discovered a new food that she loves: tiramasu.  We split a piece of this after dinner a few nights ago (after she plowed under a hodgepodge of spaghetti marinara, broccoli, asparagus, pizza with bacon and mushrooms, Greek salad, and anything else on the table she could get; she is NOT a picky eater).  I say "split", though in fact Chrystal and I got only a bite or two each.  Caroline, after sampling this new dish, proceeded to DEMOLISH it.  Honestly, she was using her fork like a shovel.  Well, why not?  Tiramasu contains coffee and chocolate, two of her favorite things.  My mother-in-law joked that, if we had put some bacon on top, it would have been culinary perfection in Caroline's eyes.

"Why did they bring three forks?  I can only use one at a time."

As an aside, the blue dress she's wearing was an emergency purchase.  A certain careless individual (who shall not be named) decided to give her some of his coffee while on the way to a birthday party... which she proceeded to spill all over the dress she had been wearing.  Fortunately, Chrystal was able to duck into Target and find something, so we weren't terribly late.