For most parents, I should think that it’s a rite of passage. There comes a point in life when your child/ren are somehow taller than you.
The milestone of The Boy Child becoming taller than me was reached a few days ago …
The reflection of our dark hair in the mirror perhaps doesn’t make it that clear. I am 5′ 6″ and a bit, which makes The Boy Child around 5′ 7″ … a bittersweet moment.
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He’s been taller than me for ages 😉 It’s hard to tell your son off when you have to go on tiptoes to look him in the eye isn’t it?!
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Haha, it’ll be a case of “sit down while I tell you off”! 🙂
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Well thank goodness you hung on to the 5’6″ & a bit … to quote Sian from the 1 metre 36 centimeters post – he will soon be patting you on the top of the head! Great photos by the way.
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Thanks … I don’t think it will be long!
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Oh my … indeed such a big moment. I remember it well, twice over. And my grandson, whom we’ve not seen for six months, told me gleefully over a FaceTime last night that, at the ripe old age of twelve, he reckons he too has now exceeded my height. Those are such great photos – congrats to the Man In The MIrror.
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Just another thing I’ll have to get used to. 🙂 I’ll pass on your compliment to The Brainy One.
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