This did not happen fifteen years ago. I do not believe this. There is no way you can convince me otherwise.

The baby in this picture is currently fifteen years old (which I just ironically posted in the first sentence above this), and he’s set to turn sixteen years old this June! I can not possibly believe that I have one adult son and one son on the cusp of adulthood. And as far as questions like “do you want to have any more children” ― no, I do not because I am more than fine with the two children I have ― or “are you going to care for them forever” ― I continue to answer these repeatedly, and I suspect that I will continue to do so in the future.