We have a momentous day in our house.
A day that has already been noted on the calendar.
A day that caused much celebration and smiles of glee.
A day that I knew would be here soon enough...
Today is the day that The Girl is taller than me.
I can't tell you how many time she has come up to me doing the hand measure test... or the back-to-back test... or the "Come stand by me in front of this mirror" test. She's all smiles and happiness right now.
Yeah, well... She may be taller, but I've still got 20 pounds on her. Hah! Beat that, The Girl.
At least I'm still a half a head taller than The Boy, though I know that won't last long either. (But he too has me beat in one department... I also officially have the smallest feet around here.)
Please send condolences... and chocolate. I could use both today.