Clair's 6-month-checkup

Clair had her 6-month checkup yesterday.

Lester took her because I had a board meeting, so I don't have all the stats in front of me.

But I remember that she weighs 17 lbs. 9 oz., and her length was like 28 inches or something. The doctor says she's about average for weight, but tall for her age.

How my child is tall, I have no idea, since I am 5-foot-nothin'. But I hope she stays that way. Being petite is not a bad thing. Petite, to me, is 5'4''. My height is just short. And being short kinda sucks.

Just the other day I had to use a butter knife to pull the coffee off the shelf in the office kitchen because my boss insists on putting it on the top shelf, no matter that I've told him I can't reach it up there. And when the stockpile of towels gets low in our bathroom closet, leaving the only clean ones waaaay in the back of a high shelf, I either have to scrounge around for one of the boys' stepstools to get myself a towel, or dry off after a shower with a hand towel. It's actually quite doable to dry off with a hand towel, I've found, but much less efficient.

Needless to say, I want Clair-as-an-adult to not have to stand around shivering while toweling off with a 16' X 30' swath of fabric.

It's the little things, people.