She's married at 27.
And even I would argue that it's a match made in heaven.
While we discussed homeopathic remedies for PMS and mood swings over dinner recently, we also discussed the idea of children. The kind of parents we'd want to be and the kind of parents ours were.
She claimed that she may not be "ready now."
She confessed that she may not want children at all.
And while I argued that I am CERTAINLY not ready now... my "never" had turned quickly into "someday."
As we tangled ourselves further into the fantasy of that day...
Her "never" may have shifted slightly in its place when I asked:
"Wouldn't it be fun to have them around the same time? We could go through all the mess together and mine could have an Uncle Peanut! UNCLE PEANUT! Come on! We have to."
Because maybe we wouldn't be the parents we had,
But instead the parents we needed.