Day 209 – Giant

Garbanzo is about a foot taller than I am.  It is an ongoing joke about my height.  He put the plate in the highest parts of the cabinet because he likes to laugh as I get a step stool to get one down.  When I complain about it, his comment is always grow.

Garbanzo comes by his height honestly.  His mom tells stories about him as a child looking at his uncles who are roughly his same height he is now and refering to them as “the giants”.  He used to wish he was one.  He now is.  And, he is not alone.  His two uncles and three male cousins are all the same height and builds.  There are no questions that they are all related.

This is how I, as a short person, see my husband. 

He is truly a giant.  But, a gentle giant.


The only good news is the fact both of my kids will be tall.  As my sister-in-law (who is about 6′ tall herself) and Garbanzo like to joke – they are in the family to bring height to it as we are all short.  I suspect they have succeeded.

4 Comments Add yours

  1. rage says:

    Is he a red head too? Hubba Hubba!

    Temper is a RH!

    Gotta love em!

  2. Hubman says:

    He’s not a giant. You’re a midget 😉

  3. Emmy says:

    Rage – he isn’t a redhead, yet his goatee is.

    Hubman – if anyone was going to make the midget comment, I knew it would be you. 🙂

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