But since you said goodbye, the polka dots fill my eyes...

"Katy's hair was forever in a snarl; her gowns were always catching on nails and
'tearing themselves'; and, in spite of her age and size, she was as heedless and
innocent as a child of six. Katy was the longest girl that was ever seen. What
she did to make herself grow so, nobody could tell; but there she was - up above
Papa's ear, and a half a head taller than poor Aunt Izzie. Whenever she stopped
to think about her height she became very awkward, and felt as if she were all
legs and elbows, and angles and joints. Happily, her head was so full of other
things, of plans and schemes and fancies of all sorts, that she didn't often
take time to remember how tall she was. She was a dear, loving child, for all
her careless habits, and made bushels of good resolutions every week of her
life, only unluckily she never kept any of them. She had fits of responsibility
about the other children, and longed to set them a good example, but when the
chance came, she generally forgot to do so. Katy's days flew like the wind; for
when she wasn't studying lessons, or sewing and darning with Aunt Izzie, which
she hated extremely, there were always so many delightful schemes rioting in her
brains, that all she wished for was ten pairs of hands to carry them out."

-What Katy Did, Chapter 1.