Gracefully aging, not

It happened this morning. Kurt and I were running a few errands while the girls were at the dress rehearsal for the dance recital tonight. Walmart is having a children's carnival with all kinds of fun little games that the kids can play and win those silly little prizes that they like and parents end up throwing away. Anyway, while we were checking out, the cashier suggested that we get our grandchildren and bring them back to the carnival. Considering that my children are only 13 and 7, I really hope that there are no grandchildren for at least 10 years. I do realize that people are age are grandparents already, but I am so not ready for that stage of life yet.