I think I have the tallest 4-year-old around. He towers over his classmates and goes head-to-head with most Third graders. I sometimes feel bad for him when he acts his age but still receives the disapproving glances of a passerby because he appears to be seven! Recently, he has been asking me to "rock him" in his rocking chair before he goes to sleep. This kid barely fits in my lap. I feel like I'm re-enacting the Piata - Mary holding Jesus after he's been taken off the cross. The Boy's legs dangle over the sides of the rocking chair. He insists that I gently place him into his bed. The kid is 60+ pounds...I can barely stand under his weight....let alone squeeze out of the corner and walk (I mean stagger) across the room to place (drop him) into his bed. The first time was not successful, so he demands I try again and do it smoothly enough that he can "stay asleep" while I complete this task.
I remind myself that he will only want me to rock him/read to him/hold him for only a few years more so I try to accommodate him.
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We have a 5-year-old like that - people assume he's older because of his height and then are puzzled when he talks and normal 5yo sentences come out (very bright and verbal sentences, of course, but still 5yo sentences).
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