Because marriage is about the small moments. And also, because we like planning ahead (nowearenothavingbabiesrightnow).
Me, looking up from reading Michael Chabon’s Manhood For Amateurs (I read Ayelet Waldman’s – his wife’s – Bad Mother over Christmas, and am currently rotating between Manhood and Columbine…. I need a little depressing to go with my light):
Me: Do you think we’ll be able to be the parents we want to be, and you know, let our kids play outside and ride their bikes around the neighborhood all by themselves, and then even go to the store to get an ice cream without us even being there?
David: Yes.
Me: But what about how people will say we deserve for our kids to be abducted, and we should be reported, and that’s JUST NOT HOW YOU RAISE KIDS IN AMERICA ANYMORE? What about that?
David: We’ll be good parents, just like we want to be. And we’ll let our kids play by themselves. And if Child Protective Services comes, we’ll tell them to f*ck off.
Me: You sure?
David: Yup.
Me: Ok good. Goodnight.
David: Night.
