Wrong size

This morning Sara came into the kitchen with a purple shirt and stripped pants she had chosen to wear. In a distracted manner, I looked sideways at her shirt while preparing breakfast and said, “That’s too small for you”. It took me minute to realize she was wearing Laura’s shirt. Sara was able to get it on without problems. 3 years apart, 3 T sizes, and 10 pounds isn’t much of a difference, I guess.