My son is one inch from being as tall as me. ONE INCH.
It seems like just yesterday my son was this:
But today he talks on the phone for hours, uses Stridex cleansing pads on his face, and pretends not to notice the girls at church. Something is very wrong.
Additionally, I am 2.5 centimeters away from loosing my height advantage in this crazy thing called parenting. Unacceptable.
This commercial is only heartbeats from becoming a reality for me. (Sniffle. Sniffle.)