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My husband is 6'4" and a lean 240 pounds, and all the boys plan on being at least his size. I've got my fingers crossed for them.
Our oldest just turned 17. He's 6'1", and used to be 185 pounds until a couple of weeks ago when he ruptured his spleen falling off a trailer full of hay. His appetite's still way down, and he's taken off a quick 15 pounds. He's on the mend, though, and his appetite's picking back up. I never thought I'd miss having him eat like a horse...
Our second son will be 16 in December. He's 6'1" and 210 pounds. He was my smallest boy to start out, but I'm thinking he might end up as the biggest.
Our third son will be 14 in December. He's 5'6" and about 100. He's recently hit a growth spurt, though, and really puts the food away.
Our daughter is 11, and her appetite has recently picked up too. She gets up from the table and within an hour is snooping through the fridge for leftovers. I hope that means she's getting ready to hit a growth spurt and get tall...
Our fourth son will be 10 in September. He's over 5' tall, and about 110 pounds. He wears size 9 shoes already. I can't cook enough to keep him full.
Our fifth son is a runt so far. He's 7, about 46 pounds, and the apple of our eye. He's the only one who doesn't eat much, but I don't count on that lasting a whole lot longer...
You're right, it is very nice cooking for a group like this. My kids cheer when I tell them I'm making beans, or baking bread. They eat anything and everything that I put in front of them. If I think it's mediocre, or almost inedible, I know they'll still eat it and tell me it's great. As long as there's plenty of food in front of them, I'm their hero...