Could we BE any older?

Recent comments from Princess daughter indicate that she thinks we're old. And she's probably right. By the time she's in high school, we will be several generations removed from the technology she lives and breathes every day.

"I don't want to walk to school this morning," she said recently. "We won't -it's raining," I replied. "But dad had to walk to school when it rained. Oh yeah," she suddenly thought, "they probably didn't have cars back then."

"I know a new song," she announced proudly at the end of one school day. "There's Sunday and there's Monday; there's Tuesday and there's Wednesday..." she began to the tune of The Addams Family TV show. "There's - what's next, mommy?" As I easily continued on-tune with "There's Thursday and there's Friday, and then there's Saturday. Da-da-da-dum. Snap. Snap. Da-da-da-dum. Snap. Snap." "Hey - how do you know that song!?" she yelled. "Well, the tune is from an old black and white TV show that daddy and I used to watch when we were growing up." "Black and white? What's that?" she asked.