L'il sis and I went to the library for the first time this morning. The librarian told us that we could just make the tail end of the storytime for her age group. Well, no. The storytime that was wrapping up was for 4-6 year olds. So, clearly, this woman assumed L'il Sis was FOUR. Yes, she's tall. And she has long hair. But she is TWO, I tell you. Okay, two and three-quarters, but still technically two. Nowhere near four.
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So this is what we have to look forward to.
I keep forgetting that our husbands are the same height. Plus, you're tall where I'm so not. So, yeah, that's what you have to look forward to! But, hey, there are much worse things in life than being tall and thin (as these girls are destined to be). Wish I had that problem.
She and The Mayor could get into all the four year old bars together. (He is only two, but also tall.)
I can't relate to the tall factor (my kids are of average height), but The Princess had sooooo much hair as a baby, that everyone thought I put a wig on her because I as embarrassed about her being bald. Yeah, whatever! :) At any rate, with time, they also assumed she was older than she was because of all that hair.
I enjoyed reading about your adventures with an international move - we moved from Virginia to Utah about 17 months ago, and that move was hard enough.
Anyway, I enjoyed reading your blog. I'm sure I'll be back for more!
Karen
P.S. Thanks for visiting my blog and leaving a comment!
Wow! You're back in the U.S. I've been homesick lately : ( I hope you are all adjusting well! From the photos it looks like you are ; )
I can relate! People are always mistaking The Poo for a four-year-old. I don't know whether to be proud or offended.
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