I've had the sneaking suspicion that Tess was getting taller. Seems like when I'm standing next to her holding a conversation, I have a better view of her mouth than I've had in the past.

So this morning I backed her up to the wall and marked a spot then broke out the tape measure. Yep, sure enough, she's just over 5'6". She's 1/4" shorter than me and closing fast. Sigh.

At least the Pooker's still shorter than me. Stephen says she'll be 2-foot-nothing for the next 10 years if he has anything to do with it. Not sure how that'll play out in elementary school. Hmmm.