Growth Spurt

With school being out for the kids, Trent has spent a lot of time at my sister's place. My nephew, Jackson, and Trent are joined at the hip most of the time. They get along really well. ( More then I can say for the other 3). Friday night I had told Trent that he had to come home. I hadn't seen him in a few day and I wanted to spend time with him. He wouldn't have it. When I told him it wasn't an option, that didn't go over well either. Needless to say that when we were at home, he did everything in his power to give me MAJOR attitude. By 6 o'clock, I was done with it. I sent him off to his room. It is very like my son to challenge me. By that I mean, he'll come to the top of the stairs and sit and make noises, he'll come up from his room saying that he has to go to the bathroom or needs something to eat or drink, anything to see if I'd forget that I sent him to his room.
The girls and I were just veg-ing on the couch. Around 7:30 it hit me that Trent had not challenged me, or gave me any more attitude. I went down the stairs to check on him, make sure he didn't make an escape out the window to his friend's house ( I wouldn't put it past him). When I entered his room, he was snuggled under is covers. "Well....??" I thought. I just chalked it to him not getting enough sleep at my sister's house.
The next morning, I woke early to read my book (I'm reading the Twilight Series.. again). 8 o'clock Trent came wondering up the stairs after a good 12 hours plus of sleep. As he reached the top, he stretched. While I was watching him, I made a mental note that I thought he looked taller. No big deal, all my kids have legs.
He did his morning routine of going to the bathroom and when he came out, he just stood in the hallway staring at his feet, or it could have been the floor. I'm not sure. He looked at me kind of confused.
"What?" I asked.
"Mom, I feel taller" he said puzzled.
" Okay, come here." I guided him to the hall way where we measure the kids on a regular basis. I had noticed that Eric just measured all the kids on May 9th.
I backed him up to the wall and was blown away. He has grown a full inch since May 9th.
There goes the pair of pants I just bought him before school got out. I guess I should have noticed something was up when he started to eat me out of house and home. I have a sneaking suspicion that he's going to be taller then his dad. What's a mother to do...?