Last night I had this terrible dream. I dreamt that my children had grown taller than me! And - if you can believe how crazy this dream was - they were talking back. I know. Unbelievable, right?
Currently I am still much taller than all my children. In the dream, however, I remember distinctly that I had to lift my head up to look up at them; they were at least a head taller than me.
I woke up, and said to my husband, "Whew! What a bad dream. Luckily it was just a dream that has no basis in reality. You know, there's absolutely no way that will ever come true...right?"
Oh, fine, I know it's just a matter of time. I'm sure my boys will be taller than me. Now about the talking back part...
I was speaking with a colleague who has teenaged sons, and she was mentioning a time one swore at her.
"Oh no!" I exclaimed. "They're going to swear at me?"
"Of course they will," she explained patiently, giving me an 'are you kidding me' look.
And here I thought them yelling 'NEVER' was bad.
"Now wait until you get to the point where you swear back! It's very liberating." She laughed.
Great...I can't wait to be liberated!
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