As I mentioned, I went over to my Grama's house this past weekend to take some photos of the door she used to measure my cousins and I on. I really wanted to have some photos of it because I'm sure the new owners of the house won't really be into letting me come in and see it once in a while.
I loved seeing how I had grown and always got excited when enough time had passed to take a new measurement. It is really neat to look back on now too and see how short I once was!
I was always a tall kid. I feel like now I am right around the tall side of average at about 5'7" so I always say I did all of growing as a kid. When I was younger I did not like always being one of the tallest in my class and people often thought I was older than I was. I was kind of shy and I guess maybe I would have prefered to take up a little less room. Ha, I don't really know.
My Grama even made estimates of how tall she thought we would be by 16 years old. Mine was pretty close actually!
I absolutely love that my Grama did this and I fully plan on measuring our kid(s) somewhere in our house. Maybe I'll even make estimates on how tall I think they'll be, although I'm really bad at that type of thing. Ivan already thinks that the little guy I'm currently growing is going to be taller than him...and he's 6'3"! If he's right we are going to have one tall kid. We'll see!
Does anyone else have something like this that they can look back on and see how much they've grown? Are you doing it for your kids?
I hope everyone has a really good Tuesday!
♥elycia
This is so cute! I was home a few months ago and my mom had me take pictures of the door frame she used to measure all of us on as well, since she was repainting the kitchen. So many memories!!
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DeleteI love in house measurements! My best advice would be to use a 2x6 board (or something like it) and make a frame for it. That way you can bring it with you when you move! That's what we did. I love looking at it and reading it over when I go home.
ReplyDeleteThat's a pretty good idea!
DeleteWow, I'm just the same as you! I was always tall as a kid; my family thought I was going to keep growing but then I just stopped at 5'7 (thank goodness). What's also funny is my main squeeze is 6'3 too! There must be something with 5'7 and 6'3 sweeties being the right height for each other.
ReplyDeleteMy brothers are much older than me (9 and 11 years older). So whenever we went to mark on the wall I would always be jealous of how tall they were and I couldn't wait to be taller. Especially since they always teased me with tings like being able to put their hand flat on the ceiling when I could barely reach it by standing on the couch!
Ha! That's funny! You're right, there must be!
DeleteThat's really sweet! I remember in 5th grade when we had to line up shortest to tallest, I was one of the shortest kids in my class. Now I'm 5'6" and taller than most girls I know!
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Love it! We had a woman, Sophie, who lived near my G-ma and cousins when we were kids who we loved to visit and she'd take our measurement in her pantry. She passed away and her kids use the house as a cottage now, but I'm sure they'd let us in to have a look if we asked. Since they're carved into the wood, I bet they're still there.
ReplyDeleteWe used to do this at my Grandparents too! :) Such a great idea, and fascinating to see it change! You could also measure the little mans feet and see how they grow too! :) Rosie x
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I live in the house my mom grew up in, and when my grandpa was finishing the basement, he let all five kids put their footprint in cement by the stairs. I think my mom was (maybe) ten years old at the time.
ReplyDeleteThat is sooooo cool!!
DeleteAwww, this is adorable! It also makes for such great, sweet photos. I would love to do something like this in the future. xo
ReplyDeletei dated a guy who was 6'8" so don't totally count it out!! ;)
ReplyDeletewhy not keep that door? doors can be replaced ;)
ReplyDeleteOh, my goodness...don't you want to take the door and put it in your house? I would! :)
ReplyDeleteawwww!! Those are adorable and so irreplaceable! Treasures for sure <3
ReplyDeleteI love the one that says "April 28 1998 (Tuesday)"
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Yes, I was very specific! haha!
DeleteBoth my parents and grandparents have a wall with markings saying how I've grown. I'm the same height as you now and like you, I did all my growing as a kid so I was always tall, awkward, and lanky haha
ReplyDeleteMelissa
http://wildflwrchild.blogspot.com
how sweet! growing was weird for me - i was always perfectly in the middle height-wise until my teen years, when i sprouted to almost 5'9. gah! i was all arms and legs and didn't know what to do with them. awkwarddd:)
ReplyDeleteThis is just so precious! How amazing that you grandma did that! Definitely should keep that tradition going.
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Laura
http://lauraisthriftingthroughlife.blogspot.com/
That's so sweet! I sympathize with you being a tall kid. I'm somewhere between 5'8 1/2" and 5'9", and I've been this height since I was 12. So I know what you mean. ;)
ReplyDeleteAlso, I agree with others...take the door! You can replace it fairly inexpensively and that door is priceless. <3
This is adorable! For the longest time, I was one of the tallest girl in my class. Then when I was eleven I just stopped growing. Seriously, I'm exactly the same height now that I was when I was eleven. It was tall for an eleven-year-old, but short for a grown-up.
ReplyDeleteOoh yes, we had a chart on the inside of one of our linen cupboard doors, so Mum and Dad marked our heights on the chart and then when we moved house they just took it with them, instead of having to take drastic measures and steal the door :P
ReplyDeleteChrissy
http://chrissysparkle.blogspot.com.au
My grandparents home is the same! I still have my measurements there from years ago. But my grandfather also doodles on the walls randomly; I love that about their house :)
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Marielle
Oh my gosh, that is so cute that your grandfather doodles on the walls!
DeleteGet a new door! Keep the old one.
ReplyDeleteI hated being the tallest in my class too,
ReplyDeleteI felt as though I was constantly trying to make myself appear shorter.....
.....by leaning on things mostly :D
I'm now 5ft8" which is quite average.
My daughter and I used to measure her height on the inside of our pantry door,
it's still there, I must remember to take a photograph of it, this is such a good idea.
I love that you're nesting and are so well prepared for your own journey of motherhood.
We had some close family friends who measured us on the wall at their house, and I always thought it was the coolest thing ever (and was shocked at the fact that they were writing on their wall!)
ReplyDeleteWhat a great memory! We did this in my uncle's house. Recently they decorated and they sent us a picture of the wall where we had all measured ourselves. The last record was from 1989!
ReplyDeleteOn a similar note, someone I went to school with purchased our old family home and she sent me a message recently to tell me they had decorated and found my scribblings on the wall about who my crushes were as a teen. Embarrassing!!
Claire
Haha! That is so funny!
DeleteTake the door!!
ReplyDeletemy dad did that in our house when i was a kid, and then when we moved when i was about 16 he got a long skinny piece of wood cut and transferred the measurements onto that. He now has it stuck to a door frame in their current house, and if they move again they can take it with them!
ReplyDeleteNab that door! We have a measuring wall in our house too and are thinking of moving on...I have transferred the markings to a growth chart but it just aint the same. Inside of a door was a fab idea. Wish I had of thought of it.
ReplyDeleteI was always the shortest at school. By a longshot. It's funny, because my self image is very tall, I always fall short of reaching for the foot stool by a good 6 inches!
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At our cottage we have a panel on the outside wall that goes back to 1995 with all of our heights. It's awesome. It also means that we can never paint.
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