"You'll agree with me once the shakes get so powerful you start tripping." Harry said, by now the shakes were already powerful enough to make it impossible for normal sized people to stand up. The giantesses were still ok, though the plates and glasses risked falling over.
"Honestly the thing I fear more is that he didn't wash his feet..." Amber sighed, knowing that Tom, as all toddlers, wasn't a great fan of bath time.
"Yes mommy, I'm careful!" a distant voice could be heard. It was of a child but its power was obvious. Then a more quiet "Sorry..." followed, probably Tom had talked with his mother on his shoulder, the volume of his voice hurting her ears.
Amber was making breakfast when Tom arrived. They saw from the window how two huge feet, which had already grown 10 feet longer than Amber, settled in front of the house. The roof of the dining room could be opened so that the whole family could be together. The hiss signaled that the hydraulic jacks had started to raise the roof. A little sleepy but cheerful head of a little boy appeared behind the roof. His mother is holding on to the long, disheveled wavy hair on his shoulder. Tom gently took her off and placed her on the dining room table.
"Good morning everyone." Sarah said.
Then she sat down next to her husband. She was a 13 foot tall woman who looked younger than her age. The kind who has a delightful smile and gets along well with everyone, but can put things in order with a glance. No wonder he was able to raise three giant children.
Tom reached in to take out his breakfast that Amber had made for him. For the next half hour, the family enjoyed breakfast together.
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