Walking Tall

It's no secret that I'm not the tallest person in the world. On a good day I measure in at 5 feet and 3/4 inch. I round up and say that I'm 5'2". If you've never noticed, I almost always wear tall shoes.

Today I wore flip flops to work. I didn't mean to wear them. I put them on when I went outside this morning to start the car. I forgot to put my high heeled sandals on after that. Oh well, it's Friday and my office is fairly casual on Friday.

I was having a rather short day at work All the cubicles in cubicle land at my work are 5 feet tall - so they say, I know they are taller than that. So, since I had my flip flops on, I was walking around work and could not see over the darn walls. This might not seem like that big of a deal, but I felt like a mouse trapped inside a maze. My office is huge and cubicles make up the entire office. Anywho - it was just weird feeling.

After work I went to pick up Chloe from school. I should mention that Chloe has shot up like a sprout - 3 inches in the past 5 months. I thinks she grew another inch since last week too. Chloe is catching up to me in the height department. Anyway, I was waiting for Chloe to come out of school. Then I see her, running down the steps with a big smile on her face. She is with one of her friends who I do not know. When they walk up to me, I realize that Chloe's friend, who is in the 5th grade is taller than I am. How can this be, an 11 year old girl who is taller than me? Oh ya, I'm short.

So I'm walking with Chloe and her friend, just chatting with the girls about baskets they are making in school - then I realize that Chloe has on some super tall tennis shoes and is literally as tall as I am. I was seriously having a short day.

I continued to walk with the girls, and her friend was getting ready to turn down a street to walk home. Then Chloe told her friend, "oh wait, this is my step Mom Jenny." Chloe said it with a big smile on her face. Her friend then said, "oh, it's nice to meet you." We said our goodbyes at the sidewalk corner. Chloe then turned to me and said, "it's good to see you, happy Friday." All of the sudden I didn't feel so short anymore.

I walked away from Chloe's school feeling pretty tall today. Not because of my height, or because of my shoes but because sweet Chloe cared enough to stop her friend and introduce me - I just thought that was one of the coolest thing a girl her age could do.

It constantly amazes me how the little things our children do can totally make a difference. They can turn a short day into a tall day, a sad day into a happy day, or a quiet day into a house filled with laughter. It's something that you can never predict, or plan for. You just have to take everyday as it happens and be thankful for the spirit that they have.

Off to go get in on some of that spirit now - it's Mario Cart time - whoooo hooooo!