"You'll grow into them"

When I was a kid my mom would never buy clothes that fit me. It was really annoying. I'd come home from the store with new pants and shirts that were too big, hanging off of me like I was an emaciated scarecrow. Of course I did look like an emaciated scarecrow; a #2 pencil has more bulk than I did back then. Compounding the problem was the fact that I was growing ... "like a weed" as they'd say where I grew up. So, my mom was solving two problems when she bought clothes for me; a short term problem (I needed ... (continued)