Ephany said:4'11" (and a half)
I totally hear you. I'm sooo tired of the lame jokes and comments. DD's well on her way to being taller than me and I'm so thankful for her sake.
I'm with you Ephany, 4'11.5"' gotta have the half in there, every bit counts, LOL! My DH is 6'3" and thankfully both kids have some height to them

4'11".
I hate the grocery store. I'm forever scaling shelves.![]()

I always thought I was short at 5'4".
But DD is 5'1" and done. Let me tell ya, that three inches is a big deal. DH is only two inches taller than me, and we can use the same car and only adjust the rear view mirror.
Now that DD is driving, every time I get in the car I have to readjust the seat, stearing wheel, side mirrors and rear view. Drives me CRAZY! I'm gonna have to get the kid her own car!
She just has fun with it. She has a t-shirt that says "I'm not short, I'm fun-size." And, like me, she enjoys wearing heels; so, she can always size herself up on occasion!
I'm usually "just" tall enough to reach top shelves, but DD and I did have a problem at the grocery store a couple weeks ago and were discussing whether we should work together to reach the item or bother going to get a stocker. A lovely (and tall) woman saw our problem and helped us out.![]()


And I hate that you can't "hide" any extra weight on a petite frame! I don't wear extra weight well at all!
At 5'10" I sometimes get asked by another customer to get an item from the top shelf at the store.
Hurray for all shapes and sizes!


The grass is always greener, as they say. In my young single days I hated being tall. I'm only 5'8, but once you slap on a pair of heels good luck finding a guy. I think I read somewhere that the average woman is 5'5-5'6 and the average man is 6'0. All I know is that it never seemed like that were many guys taller than I was when I was in my heels! And yes, I do discriminate, lol, I prefer a man taller than I am. At any rate, looks like my dd is going to end up between 5'3 and 5'5, and that's fine by me!
Thisis my life. I'm 5'2" and some change, but both parents are 5'5". My mom hates when I drive her car, because I do have to move the seat up. My DBf is 6'1", so I hate when he drives MY car because after I can't reach the pedals. Last time he was a smart aleck about it and moved the seat all the way up when he got out. I had to move it back just to get in.
I'm also the shortest (sort of) in my entire family. My Nana is 5'2"...for my cousins and I, it was always a sign of being grown up when you got taller than Nana. Guess who never passed her. I'm just the same size now.
My mom sent me a picture of a shirt the other day that read "God only lets things grow until they're perfect. Some didn't take as long as others." I've decided to adopt this as my motto![]()
