Friday, October 12, 2012
Son L is taller than me.
Three months ago he was an inch and a half shorter than me, and I predicted that he would pass me up by Christmas. Sure enough, in the last week or so it happened. At 5' 8" and with lots of hair, I couldn't make myself tall enough to match him.
This is the "unofficial" picture. We did the official measurements against the wall.
He is delighting in the thought that I have to look up to him now!