My wife tried a new threat on Troy tonight, when he once again was being overly-picky with his dinner. She said, “If you don’t eat all of your food, then you’ll never grow to be as big as JJ Watt. At best, you’ll only be as tall as your dada.” As if being 5’9” is some sort of punishment! I immediately took offense.
When did I become the standard for short men?! Why would it be a bad thing for Troy to be my height? I’ve turned out ok. I have a beautiful wife. I have an amazing son. I’m blessed beyond belief. Troy could do worse if this is what he’d get for ONLY being 5’9”. I mean sure I have to get a chair out and stand on my tiptoes to reach stuff at the top of the cabinet, but I hardly think that's a bad life, if that's the worse thing you have to deal with.

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