It’s not always about other people’s babies. Today was all about my baby. Sara is 3 – so officially not a baby. But she is still just that in my heart. In fact Grandma sent an adorable outfit and as Sara was lifting it out of the box I thought to myself, “Why can’t Grandmas get clothing sizes right?” It looked huge, and there was no way it was going to fit. Then I looked at the tag – size 3. And still I doubted. It became all about how clothing manufactures keep altering their size standards and how frustrating that is when you are trying to get clothes that fit. And then Sara tried it on. It fit perfectly. I felt like crying. Because the party was all fun and games. But having her fit perfectly into clothes that looked like gigantic “big kid” clothes sealed the deal.