Last night, as I was looking over the various Christmas cards we had gotten from friends and relatives, I realized something about our membership in the adulthood club — we weren’t quite there yet. Sure, Jen sent out some Christmas cards this year, but because of lack of time, they were just generic holiday cards. “I thought about doing something with a picture of Seb, but I just didn’t have the time,” she said. Hah! I replied. If we were adults, we would have made the time. Some of our friends (who while slightly older than us, don’t have children and have only been married two years) sent out a photo Christmas and a holiday letter. A holiday letter? Holiday letters are for older folks.

So we’re not there yet. Even with a kid, a station wagon, and a house (albeit a rental), we’re not adults yet.

Posted on 23 December 2003