big and little

 

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.