My cousins -- girls aged six and three -- are spending the night at my house. Just their being here adds a little more life to the house. When I came in from the movies a few hours ago, they had both crashed with the eldest sleeping on the sofa. At six, she's plenty old enough to be her own little person... but she's still the picture of perfect innocence. Makes me think how at six, I had no clue what lay before me. I wonder if 17 years from now, I'll look at her when she's my age and think the same things. Sitting here today, do I have the slightest clue what's ahead? Am I prepared for the ride? I hope so.