You know how when you open your washing machine and Cheerios fall out and you shake your head in mock exasperation because even though there is cereal in the laundry you recognize that it is the sort of thing that comes with the territory?
And then you think, it won't be long and they will be all grown up. Soon we will have nothing but fond memories of finding Cheerios in the washing machine?
I mean, WTF? The boy will be in college in a few months. The girl is learning to drive. It's not like we're washing bibs in there. It's like we're washing bibs in there.