Just the Right Size

I’m short. On a good day, I may reach 5’2”. When I’m in front of a classroom, I usually have on three inch heels. But you’d never know how short I am unless you stand next to me. I give off that assertive alpha vibe that says you probably shouldn’t stand next to me.

Sissy will probably be short, too. It’s hard to fight genetics. She comes from a long line of short, bossy Sicilian women. At least she’ll be able to cook. When Sissy was little, people would say thoughtless things like “Look at little you!” and “Oh, you’re so tiny! Are your bones hollow?” (I’ve found that we like to begin damaging body conscious comments in the U.S. to little girls at an early age). From the time she could talk, I taught Sissy to answer with “I’m just the right size” and we both meant it.

Piper put on a size 13 shoe this morning. She’s five. That’s not gargantuan by kid standards, but it’s an achievement in our house. Piper stands tall at Sissy’s shoulder, inching her way up. There are five years between them but a lot less in inches. It creates some tension, you can imagine.

Before school today, we were all at the door for the daily shoe, backpack, water bottle, homework scramble. Piper was flourishing a new pair of hand me down turquoise tennis shoes with just a few scuffs. Sissy was remembering that she wore them last year. Oops. Then Sissy checked the tag on the back of Piper’s hand me down shirt. “But I wore that LAST summer!” Sissy protested.

“Looks good on me!” Piper said. It wasn’t that helpful of a comment, you can imagine.

“Can’t you give her a reverse growth hormone or something?” Sissy asked.

“You’re both the right size for you. You’re wonderful just as you are,” I said. Blah, blah, blah is all they heard.

Sissy changed the subject. Sort of. “Did you know that there is a dwarf community in Ecuador that is immune to cancer? Scientists think that the same gene that creates the shortness may be the key to a long life.” We all stared at Sissy.

“Huh,” Piper said, “Is that what happened to Mom?”

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11 thoughts on “Just the Right Size

  1. They really are incredible, just the way they are. Thinking of you, all the time! Please give them hugs for me!

  2. I do feel your pain:)! My problem is the opposite:) It’s not unusual for strangers to approach me with questions like:”How tall are you?” or “Why are you wearing heels? You don’t need them!” I agree that it’s very american way of behavior:) I love you answer! I am going to use it from now on!

  3. What a great post! My daughter is on the short side with her little brother quickly gaining on her. She’s got her father’s genes (I’ll say “poor guy”, but really, I think he’s perfect just the way he is.) I know the struggle you describe here with a younger but taller child. The fight is forever going on in our house.

  4. Oh I love every word of this one. I miss you all so much. And, yes, I got those comments my whole life, too – my nickname growing up was “mighty mouse”.

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