In watching the trailer for the third (and final) season of Lost in Space, seen here:
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I did some quick math.
My boy, Max, is 16, this year. He's growing up so damn fast. X'[
My sweet little Star Wars-obsessed cinnamon roll of a perfect fanfictional child - also coincidentally named Max - will be 16, at the end of this month. I AM BROKEN BY THIS NEWS.
This also means that
gatechic,
bizarra, and I have been playing in this weird little AU-OC Tin Man crossover 'verse for almost 13 years (Max came to the party shortly before his fifth birthday)
We have had a lot of fun at Wyatt Cain's expense in the last 14 years. And even with ALL the trauma we've inflicted on the whole damn family - and there's been a lot of it - I wouldn't change any of it. ♥
Also a great big BERFDAY!!! to
bizarra today. \O/
And a great big HAPPY 25th ANNIVERSAY!!! to Tim & Faith, yesterday. ♥
(crossposted from
DW ; comment here or there, as I'm here far more than there :) )