A Tall Tale

The other day as I hugged my teenager something didn’t seem quite right.

Hmm. I stood back and looked her over. Same eyes, same hair, same girl smell. So what was it?

Then it dawned on me. She’s almost as tall as I am. As I hugged her, I felt like I could be wrapping my arms around another grownup, not my first-born child.

When did we start seeing eye to eye — literally?
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