Last night I measured my boys, just to see where they stand. Red Rocks, who proudly wore the name Little Guy two years back, now stands at a noble 5 foot four and a half. He's nearly halfway through 12 years old, to boot. It's a scribbly mess, but I marked the kids' height with a Sharpie.
I'd measured Oatmeal Head and he stepped away and said, "Yes! I've almost caught up with Bob!" He did a little victory dance in the kitchen, the goober. I had to show y'all the door again, even though you still can't see Bob. Oatmeal Head, at 15, stands 6 foot and a half inch. Taller than his dad, about an inch shorter than Bob. See?
And poor, poor Maybelline. She made me measure her as well. At five foot six, she hasn't grown a bit since we moved here. But then, neither have I.
Until I write again ...
Flea
8 comments:
anytime I hear the name Bob it makes me think of the movie What About Bob?...lol...I love how oatmeal head was so excited to be catching up to Bob!
Oatmeal Head will definitely beat Bob. I can feel it.
Tell her she's done growing ... if she wants to be taller, she needs to get some high heels... for reals
Hey tell May - I"m 5'6 and doing just great for my age and height! Wow, can't believe the boys are getting so tall!Have a great day Flea!
Up up and away with Oatmeal head!
NSLO's closet door frame looks like your kitchen frame.
So you inherited a doorframe with height markers on it? How fun to compare with Bob! I think Oatmeal Head can do it - just keep feeding him!
If it makes Maybelline feel any better she is 2.5 inches taller than me!
Maybeline has me beat by four inches. (Yeah, I'm a runt but a happy one.) Been a while since I visited. Loved the Pomplamoose video and your fall colors. Keep on bloggin'
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