Someday.

I dream about this. Is that bad, that I have a 6-week-old and a 4-year-old (and gosh they're so precious and I treasure every minute with them) and am already fantasizing about how fabulous it'll be when they're grownups? Dutch and I have talked about it, how she and Skipper will come over and have dinner at my house* and she will get things down off tall shelves for me (because we all expect she'll be at least three inches taller than me) and we will watch grown-up movies together. We're both really looking forward to it.

*For some reason we think I'm going to live in a house at some point.