The Class of 2022

My twins turned five this week. Between all of the preschool birthday celebrations and the birthday party (you know the one where I invited every child in both of their classes? Can you even imagine 32 four and five year olds in one room... after eating chocolate cake?) I didn't have time to think much about kindergarten orientation.

Okay fine. I didn't know about it until a week before so I didn't have much time to obsess about it.

I came prepared the way any good blogger would. I had my camera and my iPhone. I figured I could twitter during the boring parts.

The tweeting never happened. First of all, I got stuck in the front row and second of all as soon as the principal started talking I was riveted.

She walked out and said "Welcome to the class of 2022."

The class of 2022! Let's pretend for just a second it doesn't sound like something in a science fiction book. I remember thinking 1984 was futuristic. 2022.

That reminds me of a quick story. My husband and I were shopping for a couch recently and we went into a furniture store that could only be described as "mod". The stuff in there was very cool, very uncomfortable and very overpriced. The problem is it all had the effect of Tomorrowland. You know, yesterdays idea of the future.

I said to my husband "That looks totally 2001." The I realized that I had to clarify "Not the year, the space odyssey."

It seemed so odd that 2001 was eight years ago. Now here I am sitting in a small plastic chair thinking about my babies graduating from high school.

In space suits.

I'll fly to their graduation with my jet pack. Even that idea is outdated isn't it?

I'd like to propose a toast to the class of 2022. It will be here sooner than we think.

Sarah also blogs at Sarah and the Goon Squad, Draft Day Suit, MamaPop, BlogHer and Loser Moms. This is an original post for DC Metro Moms Blog.