My mom is five feet tall, and my kids have noticed the difference between her size and that of other adults. Every so often, they make a comment that just cracks me up. Like today, for instance ...
5-year-old came running over to the couch. I boosted him up to sit on my lap, and I said, "You are growing so much."
"You're growing too, Mom," he said.
"No, I'm not. I'm as big as I'm going to get."
"Why?" he asked. "Is your grower broken?"
I chuckled over that, and then chuckled more when the 9-year-old chimed in. "Yeah, Mom. Is your grower broken, like Grandma's?"