(click to enlarge)What's all this about? It's sixteen months later, and I'm still big. How big?
... so big that an acquaintance said to my dad this week, "I didn't know you had two kids -- where's the baby?" And he wasn't kidding.
... so big that I tower over the older boys in the nabe.
... so big that I am entering the "terrible twos" a bit early.
... so big that I am calling nurses' competence into question. I went to the doctor last week and lay very still while they measured me on the piece of paper. They marked at my feet and my head and measured the length: 34 inches. When the doctor came in he looked at the number, shook his head, and made a mark on the growth chart, far above the shaded parts of the graph.
Dad said: "Does this mean she's going to be six feet tall?" Mom rolled her eyes.
The doctor laughed and said: "No, probably not. You can get a better idea just by averaging your two heights." (Um, that would be 5'10", by the way.)
Dad said: "But isn't there supposed to be some age -- 18 months or two years or something -- where you can double the kid's height and get their adult height?"
The doctor frowned and said: "Well, yes, but I think this number is perhaps a little inflated. Maybe it was the way they measured it. The head measurement seems too large, too. That would have to have been an unbelievable growth spurt."
I smiled at the nice doctor, who is significantly shorter than 5'10". Have you ever seen me pack away corn, little man? I am going to play volleyball for Stanford, and rule the world.
OK, first I am going to learn how to spoon yogurt into my mouth rather than onto my chest. But after that, I am going to rule the world.
I am Madster, hear me roar.
--Maddie
p.s. I am a slim and ladylike 90th percentile in weight.
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4 comments:
I dare you... i think i'm still bigger than you... : )
No argument here -- you've always been my role model, Mimi!
you're too nice... although i do have to admit i might have shrunk a little bit in switzerland. We'll have to figure this out when i get back! I miss you!
Maddie Mei Hays,
Don't you wish we had a photograph of you on your 16th birthday when, presumably, you would be as tall as you would ever be? Alas, we have to wait, growing you in increments of 1/4 inches, wondering every day in every way who you will become. While Gram is proud of you for all your effort at growing up, most of the credit for this spurt probably goes to your parents for feeding you foods from every land (with a little credit to Gram for the tomatoes) and doting on you especially during ear infections. Please try to be a friendly Madzilla so as not to traumatize those who feed and care for you.
I love and miss you!
Gram
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