Good grief, Professor Sponza, we’re reading your lecture with all due respect, but honestly, we can't make heads or tails of any of it. 🐔I suspect your expertise is lightyears beyond the mathematical grasp of the common folk hanging out on Charter🐔
So I went down an internet rabbit hole looking up how "tall" Danny DeVito actually is. 😵 Honestly, he’s shorter than a standard tailor's tape measure. 🤣 A measuring tape hits about 60 inches, but DeVito is sitting at roughly 58—he definitely needs some platform shoes. 🤣
Grace Sanders24 said:I'm not sure that actually has anything to do with basketball training. Maybe a tiny bit, but honestly, it’s mostly just genetics. You either have it or you don't. It doesn't matter if he was a cute kid with blue eyes and dark hair; he doesn't need to be tall to make it. That's more than enough to land a career acting and become a total heartthrob like Alain Delon. ☕
I don't know, all I noticed was that some kids had parents who were basically giants, and then they sent them to play basketball and—well, they all grew up to be huge. 🤷
But whatever, it's no big deal. Who needs height when you look like Danny DeVito? 😍
Grace Sanders24 said:The main thing is that Baby already finished his training on how to survive falling off the bed. Honestly, it’s about time we started preparing them for stuff like that. He’ll probably wipe out a dozen more times before he learns. As for this little Nappy guy, he looks like he might actually grow up to be Superman.☕
I don't think so. Mom and Dad are both pretty short 🙂 unless they start sending him to intensive basketball camps right now. I've noticed that kids who play basketball—no matter how tiny they are at first—suddenly turn into freaking skyscrapers by the time they hit their teens.🤔
I saw such a cute little guy today 😍 we were heading over to our local rancher's place to pick up some milk. I remember seeing him back when he was just a Baby. Today he was out in the barn with his dad, probably around three years old now. I was waiting in the front room for him to fill my jug, when suddenly the barn doors swing open with total purpose. The little guy just stares at me—doesn't recognize me, looks around for his old man, and stays dead silent. But he’s got this look, you know? Like, "What are you doing in my barn?" 😍 So, I handed him two bags of candy and told him it was for him and his little sister 🙂 He’s got black hair, dark eyebrows, and these deep blue eyes—not cloudy at all, just pure sapphire blue. The old folks were laughing, saying he's going to have quite the time once the girls start chasing him 🤣