You know you're an adult when you suddenly care about death and money

With our newfound tax refund riches, and the impending sliver of cash I'm getting from turning in the manuscript to my second book, we have suddenly morphed into responsible adults. It's one level of grownupness to buy your own house, but now we've:

*opened college investment portfolios for both fellers
*got paperwork in the mail to write our wills
*talked to our insurance guy about life insurance for the irreplaceable me

Planning for the future is so lame, but look! We're doing it! Our babies don't have to be wards of the state in the unlikely event of our deaths!