No... please don't... I definitely don't want you to... Especially not right now. I am? I don't always feel it, I swear every time I look in the mirror a new wrinkle has appeared on my face, but I suppose if you like what you see, I'm not going to stop you saying lovely things, because it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy.
They're incredible kids, aren't they? I know people always say that their own kids are the best, but I really think mine actually are. So kind, warm, funny, intelligent, nothing like me at all. I just make sure they're fed and clothed, they do all the rest. More than anything, I just show them that I trust them, so on the rare times I have to set things straight with them, they respect it. Sometimes I'll get a bit of sass, but it's nothing I can't handle, and it's usually just hormones. Most of parenting is just patience. And I just happen to have kids that are easy to be patient with. Think you'd like your own one day? Yeah, Willow is great at keeping her younger siblings in line. Not that it's too hard a job, just make sure they've had dinner and don't stay up too late, and they'll look after themselves the rest of the time.
Now there's my proposal idea out the window. I suppose at least I have time to come up with something better. Susie said she'd fly over with the kids and the papers so we can work through it all together and she'll take them back and file them. Hopefully that'll make it all go even quicker. Well, it's not going to be a 6 storey behemoth of a townhouse, but some place with enough bedrooms for us all, without feeling like we're on top of each other constantly feels like the right vibe. Definitely still doesn't feel real. Kiss me, I must be dreaming.