We were washing the dishes together yesterday. And havalah was putting away a pan above the stove and couldn't reach. I said, "just get on your tippy-toes and put it back..." and she couldn't because she was already on her tippy-toes.
The top of our refrigerator is a mess. Part of the reason is that Havalah can't see the top. Well I didn't believe that she couldn't see the top... so here is a picture first from her perspective and then mine.
The moral of the story is that even though we are 13 inches apart in height - we don't really notice it. I'm not sure what that moral means or even if it is a moral but..........
