Another one bites the dust

I have now created a new section of my closet for clothes that no longer fit. Those clothes must be having quite a party over there. The section seems to be gaining new reecruits almost every day, sometimes 3 items in a single day. At first it was just pants. The shocker came last week, when suddenly, I had to try on three different shirts before one fit. Now, each time I walk in my closet, I find myself singing the tune, "Another one bites the dust." I think it's kinda funny. That little boy sure is growing.