magic.

Do you ever wish something fantastical would happen to you?  That you would suddenly open a doorway and it leads, not into the next room, but into a dreamworld of magic?

I do.  All the time.  My friend has a tiny door in her kitchen and I found myself wishing it went to Narnia. The urge to open it and peek in was overwhelming.

Yesterday Owen and I went to Nick's dentist appointment with him.  A family field trip!  Owen and I had lunch next door while Nick got his teeth cleaned.  A teenager walked in with the same color shirt on as Owen had.  Can you believe that I started to wonder if it was Owen from the future and he had come back to warn me of something?  If he hugged me and said "Mom!" would I hug him back?  If I were reading a novel, I would want the mother to instinctively know that this is her child, though he be older and from the future and unrecognizable.

I know I'm crazy.