NO. It’s not that I got a book contract or an offer for representation, though that’d be entirely lovely. Wouldn’t it? This is something else.

My friend Anya and her son Cole were having breakfast with my son and I last Saturday at this local eatery, when we had this very interesting discussion:

The boys were talking about what they want to be when they “grow up,” (ages 8 and 5). Cole wants to be a “space police officer.”

The whole conversation turned to current events as Virgin Galactic is in the process of producing space flights for civilians. Many big name movie actors are supposedly paying thousands of dollars, (I heard up to $100,000), to book flights into outer space. Names like Ashton Kutcher, Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie, are some that I’ve read about, anyhow.

Well, little Cole says, “Mommy, can we take a ride too?”

She responded very casually, “Oh no honey. We can’t afford to take a flight into space.”

I glanced over at her and said, “I can’t believe we’re having this discussion and it’s not science fiction, it’s for real!”

Truly, I never thought this day would come.