Over the last couple of months that I’ve been visiting my family (it’s been an extended visit, what can I say?), I’ve discovered a growing list of things for which my sister is too tall. They include, but are not limited to:
- Disney World (starting with the tram from the parking lot, and including many of rides)
- the tables at the tavern at Colonial Williamsburg
- the tables at Friendly’s
- the doorways at the Casemate Museum at Fort Monroe
- hotel ceilings, in general
- shirts
- knee-high boots (which come up to her mid-calf)
- cars
- IMAX theaters
It’s okay, though. We make a perfect team. You see, there’s a long list of things for which I am too short. Most of them involve me, y’know, REACHING things.
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