There is a wall in our house that we've designated as the "height wall." We mark Margaret's height as she's grown.
And because we've never completely grown up ourselves, we've marked our heights, too ... along with the height of anyone who happens to enter our house.
This would be a great place to put the photo I don't have of the height wall.
As soon as someone new comes into our house, I command them, "Take off your shoes and come with me." Then they must stand, flat-footed, chin-parallel to the ground, while I measure them and mark their height with a pencil.
It's actually been quite revealing. Some people seem taller then they actually are, some shorter. There's a huge cluster of people that fall into the average 5'6" to 5'10" range. There are a few guys that are taller and a couple women that are shorter. But most everyone is in that average range.
If you want to hang in Chez Dorkus, you have to follow the rules (unless you really don't want to and that's fine, too — we're easy).
So, last Friday night I decided it was profile picture day. Meaning that I took everyone's (who was willing — I don't want to be that person that forces those camera-shy folks into posing uncomfortably) picture in profile.
And here they are:
What a lovely bunch of coconuts, eh?
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