The other day, my niece, Alyssa, was at my house in the morning and she took her shoes off. She didn’t have socks on so my Mom gave her an old pair of Sean’s socks. They were his dress, school socks from fourth grade. The socks fit my niece who is 13.
We sat in my kitchen and I explained to her that by the time Sean was in fourth grade, his feet were bigger than mine. One time, I had two plumbers come to our second apartment and work on my bathtub. One guy told me that I must have a lot of kids. He said that because I kept my Chucks under the desk that was by the corner of my living room.
I didn’t understand what he meant by he said but as they were working, they called me into the bathroom to ask me a question. I stood in the doorway and the same man who said that I had a lot of kids saw me wearing Chucks. He realized that those shoes under the desk were mine. At that time, I think I had 12 pair (All different colors of course!). How do you told him that I only had one son.
I wear a boys’ size 3 in Chuck’s. Sean did not even have those socks when we lived in our second apartment (that’s how they were still in my house). So, Sean has been bigger than me for a long time!
As I am planning this graduation party, I think about how little he used to be. My youngest niece, Cataleya, also came over today and Sean could not get over how small she was. I told him then he was even smaller! He was a preemie and today I realized how small he really was!
His growth has really been getting to me lately. Of course he’s bigger than me! I am only 5 feet tall! A few days ago, we were in my living room and I can’t remember what we were talking about but we ended up having our hands clasped together and Sean suggested that we have a thumb war.
OF COURSE I lost!!! Check out the size disparity. My thumb is the thumb on the left if you didn’t know.
