You can’t see her, but there is a 4 year old sitting to my left. She bravely watched videos on my phone, wrestled with me and entertained the bored people around us through the entire two hour line (I wish I had video phone tech when I was little). Once we got to the front of the line, they finally decided to measure her height.
I had already given her a practice run of what to do and I was coaching from the side. Every time the line attendant looked up to see if she was tall enough, she would go up on her tip-toes. Every time the attendant looked at her feet, she would come down. She just smiled. The line of people who had been waiting for hours were in stitches.