At 14, Ben is short. He can’t help it. He has a dad who is 5 foot 6, a mom who used to be 5 foot 3, but now may be only 5 foot 2. On May 28, 2014, our pediatrician declared that Ben would be taller than me within a year. It didn’t seem to be happening until Tuesday… and that is when I could no longer deny that he had passed 5 foot 2 and was on to 5 foot 3. He got in under the wire of her prediction. Well, done, Ben.
And so, how do you parent a kid who is taller than you? I can no longer just pick him up and put him in time out (Actually, I haven’t been able to do that for a while now.) I asked my friends whose sons they now have to look up to. It’s pretty simple, they tell me. You just have to crane your neck when you are shaking your finger at them.