Growing, Growing, Growing.

We were in the car driving to an appointment. I asked if he could grab something for me, but then realized that it was in a bag in the middle seat of the van, and Mr. TOF was riding in the front passenger seat. “Oh well. We can just get it when we stop,” I said.

“Oh, but I’ve totally got it covered, Mom.” Mr. TOF replied. You purchased the new add-on version: long arms! I can totally reach it.”

And he did.