…and counting
Monday, 1 November 2010
She wasn’t very tall. And had she not worn her very long hair in a very high bun, she would have been even shorter.
But no matter. Her lack of physical stature certainly did not diminish her larger-than-life personality. In fact, she was the perfect height for a grandmother.
She was delighted when her grandchildren surpassed her and was eagerly anticipating the day when the next generation would grow past her as well.
“The Boy” (as she called Beernut) is now five feet, three-quarters of an inch. You’d be thrilled, Grandma.
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He’s passed me now too. Only by a quarter of an inch, but it still counts. I’m have waiting for and half dreading the day my son passes me. Already I have to tilt my chin up to rest it on his head.
I think I’d find it sweeter if I wasn’t the one buying him pants ;).
I wonder if he’d have passed my grandmother yet…
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PC realized today that he can no longer rest his arm on top of the boy’s head.
Goes so fast…
She was a wonderful woman. I’m very glad to have known her. And she definitely would have been thrilled that Beernut is that tall. 🙂 I can’t believe he’s 10 and so big, already.
Thanks, Anita. She adored you and thought your little one was just so yummy!
It is amazing how rapidly they grow. I’m so glad he takes after PC and my brothers and not me!
With my grandmother, it wasn’t height, but age. Whenever I asked how old she was, I always got the same answer, “Twenty-one plus.”
When I turned 22, I said this to my mother: “Now Grandma and I are the same age!”