I'm ready to see what real life is like with these guys, what trips to the grocery store or the movies or the bowling alley will feel like. I want them to help me plant flowers in my yard and stay over at my place, pick up Chinese food on their way over and talk absently about what our future might hold. I want to have five babies—one of each of theirs—and I want to raise them together in a place that's as bright and cheerful and welcoming as my childhood home was.
