So at the reunion, my sister Lisa mentioned that her five year old Megan stated how one day she’d grow up and her mommy (Lisa) would shrink down and become the child. Then Megan would take care of Lisa, like Lisa now takes care of Megan.

We remarked that several of our children have had similar ideas, and Lisa noted that she’d had the same thought when she was small–that she’d grow up and that my parents would turn into the children for our generation to take care of.

Then, with a mischievous grin, Lisa capped the conversation by mentioning that reality had proved somewhat different with our own parents and chuckling “Somehow though, I thought they’d be smaller and easier to manage by now.”