When I was younger and thought about my older self, I always wondered what I’d be like and where I’d work and who my friends would be and if I would live in a mansion with gold faucets and a laundry chute from the second floor and wear leg warmers after I turned 30.
And then I would close my eyes and imagine my future family.
I hoped they’d be silly.
I imagined a big, ramshackle, creative, zany family with lots and lots of kids and pets and laughter and an understanding husband….
….who never met a dad joke he didn’t like.Continue reading