I would just like to say that after reading all my Aunts and Uncles blogs I am slightly freaked out. I say that because I find myself relating to all of you as an adult. I know that I am married and have children and plenty of bills to pay...but on the inside I still very much feel like a little kid. I still get excited about going swimming or going to the zoo. I want to get up on Saturdays and watch cartoons in the morning (like I have any choice). I managed to zip through the rush hour traffic and get home early today. So I decided to sneak home and get on the computer for a few minutes. Email is one of the hardest things to do when the kids are here. So for the first time in a long time I have a chance to sit in an empty house and do whatever I feel like doing. I thought I would just check the blogs and email for a few minutes and rush off to get the kids. It only took a second before I was sucked into blogspot and intently reading all of your blog thoughts. I do think it is strange that I can sit here and read about Laura and Chara and Meredith...cousins I barely even know, and then walk away feeling like I have made some kind of personal contact with them. But back to my original thought about being freaked out. When I'm with my aunts and uncles and cousins I still feel just like I did at Christmas and Thanksgiving when all of us girls would go in the back bedroom and play with grandma's things or invent silly skits or try to be philisophical and sit down to write. But reading (for example Shirley and Randy) my family members blogs I sit here and think about how I am relating to everything on such an equal level. As I am freaked out about being a grown adult I can only guess that it would freak out everyone else too. As much as I feel like that same little girl playing in Grandma's room, I am sure that you all still see me that way too. This has gotten really weird. I didn't ask to grow up and I'm not sure I would like to relate on such an adult level. It only reminds me that 30 is around the corner (yes, I know that it is not old..it's just weird), and life is moving very quickly. Which also means that I will wake up tomorrow and my children will be grown up and I do not like that thought in the slightest. Can someone just please slow us all down?