I may never have grown up. Only the definition of what constitutes a pretty yong damsel has changed. I am getting old. Woman under fifty all look like daughters to me.
I understand. It's not much different for women. When you start noticing the "Eye Candy" and suddenly realize they're all YOUNGER than your children, it's shocking, I tell ya.
Young Daughter is a school teacher who just finished her work on her masters... She gets her master's degree this next month. This fall she also coached a girls volleyball team. She is also about 6 months pregnant and married about a year and a half.
She has a killer schedule and only shows up during school holidays. When she came to see me during her thanksgiving holiday she seemed almost disapointed that I had cleaned the house before she arrived.
She has never totally moved out. Her Doll collection is still in her old room. People look at me strangely when they look at the bedroom across from my office and see a huge collection of Barbie dolls. I feel the need to explain they are not mine.
She will likely show up tomorrow, ready to direct me on what to do to help her clean house. It will be fun for both of us.