My little brother is um…not so little.
In fact, he’s ginormous compared to our little family. When he came to visit, Pea was downright apprehensive about him for a while.
I understand how it can be awkward.
It must be hard being the shortest person around. In fact, Paul has long been the littlest one around. Then he grew a foot.
We always wonder how she find the smallest things on the ground and hands them to us.
But even though she’s the shortest, she wins at every game she plays.
I have a feeling that won’t be the case for very long. My husband will surely try to beat her in a few years at everything. I’ll have to separate them.
In the end, her big ol’ uncle managed to come down to her level.
She rewarded him with a few kisses goodbye and arms reached out a few times to be held. I think she liked the view from up there.