I'm still a kid. And I hope I never lose that feeling.
So when the talks about going to Disney World started at the dinner table on Sunday night at my mom's (they are going in October to celebrate their 40th wedding anniversary, and my sister finally convinced her VERY stubborn husband that he needs to go so they are also going in October, although at a different time) I think Tom and I were secretly saying to ourselves "when can we work this in". It's not like we have a ton of time - we're heading into race season which keeps us busy just about every week with something through the middle of October and then Tom has decided to be a runner for the Run Across America (not just a crew member) and he'll be gone for 20+ days the end of October into November. Sure we could fit a trip in after that, but I think he's going to want to be home... in his own bed... for a while.
And then I saw this message from my separated twin Kristin "