On grown up evenings such as these, we like to talk about topics varying from our children, to parenting, and having kids...you know, just about anything. I explained how Maggie might seem super loud and frustratingly demanding, but that is just ambition in baby form. She knows what she wants (something breakable, dangerous, or in her sister's possession) and she wants it five minutes ago. Sure, that something is a nuisance now, but in another couple decades or so that something might be brain surgery school or rocket scientist school, where her fierce ambition would come in handy. I also asked if there was some possible way to spin Hannah's inability to hear? acknowledge? respond to? simple commands like: Stop!! No! Please don't! and What in God's name?! But then later be able to speak to her sister as though she is channelling us at those very moments: Maggie, put that down right now! I mean it! I'm serious. Put. That. Down. Maggie! I'm talking to you!
Mostly, we just enjoyed not feeling responsible for anyone else's safety, happiness or indoor voices. We enjoyed remembering the days when we took that feeling for granted. But we also very much looked forward to getting back home to the girls that took those days away from us forever.