A scary glimpse into the future.

We often ponder over what our kids will be up to in their later years. Looks like I need seek no further for these two.

Numero tres and quatro are clearly developing an interesting relationship. She takes whatever she wants from him, and he chases after her simply to worship the ground she walks on. Okay, fine. That will shift when little miss princess discovers that we do actually have a little prince in the family. He's proving to be a charmer, no doubt.

But today, when princess(3) was taking prince (17 months) for an early Spring thrill ride in her pink hotrod, the writing was all over the pavement. I'm doomed.

Little man giggled for more, as my lead foot of a daughter spinned out and cranked turns in her Barbie car. All I could see about thirteen years from now is my strongest willed child convincing my mellow man to pull wheelies in the mall parking lot, likely taking out lamp posts and parking meters; and thinking it all to be quite funny.

Seriously, just look at those grins. We're in trouble.

You'll notice the binky in tact. Yeah, that'll probably be there when she's sporting an E-brake in her self-bought Honda Civic. License in hand, binky in mouth.

It's all good.