Two events in the past twenty-four hours have made me realize that I may not actually be a kid anymore.

Yesterday, I opened a savings account for Dylan. While not a huge deal, it was definitely a strange turn of events. Especially as the woman who was helping me then told me about the financial advisor who could help organize all our funds (heh) and set up a collge fund for Dylan, too.

College...for my daughter...too far away to think about...

Then, today, I'm walking around with a stamp on my hand (two, actually, if you want to be technical. Only, one of them can only be seen under blacklight). However, it's not cause I'm such the party animal and went clubbing last night. Noooo. I took Dylan to the nature center today and we saw the planetarium show. And you get a stamp for entry and the other to ooh and aah at while you walk the hall to the show area.

Mind you, the bonus of being said adult is that I get to go to all these shows and events too. And get to ooh and aah at the stars and light show and cool reptiles. Dylan and I went to the playground yesterday and swung on the swings (ok...she did. I get way to motion sick for that anymore) and slid down the slide and chased the geese.

I think being able to see the world through a child's eyes in a very fair trade for becoming a grown up.