Babs stood on her tiptoes and hung a hanger in her closet.
"Wow!" I exclaimed. "I didn't know you could do that. You're getting so tall!"
The boy, who was in the room at the time, drooped his little shoulders and sighed, "I not."
He is in that awkward middle phase. Too small to do the things he wants to (go to school with the girls!), yet being told daily that he is a "big boy" because he uses underwear (mostly successfully). We don't know what size you are either, little guy.
