Ok, I’ve got to say it. You are 18 and soon will be off to college living a well-pampered life.
Possibly, just maybe, your voice can grow up with you.
I’m thinking a 6′ tall person shouldn’t have a baby voice any more. Or, more appropriately, maybe you could cut out the baby voice when your family happens to be around. Don’t think we haven’t noticed when the “money-givers” are away you suddenly become an assertive bass instead of a 4 year old innocent kindly requesting a lollipop made made of gold.
Oh, and pick up your feet when you walk. The shuffling is driving me crazy. Even when my back is turned I can tell when you’ve walked into the room with your shuffle-shuffle-shuffle. It’s the walk of an old man with Parkinson’s disease.
Let’s even out your physical age differences. To your voice – grow up. To your feet – grow down.