Old farts....

Tonight Marty and I are getting a glimpse of what it's going to be like when we get to be old farts, with no kids prowling around the house. Jace is at the high school basketball game...go Juab....Lyndsey is babysitting, and Marty and I are sitting on opposite couches looking at each other.

I suppose we'll have to find a hobby to keep us busy later in life....or else, we could have another baby! NOT! That's not going to happen! Should I take up knitting? boondoggle? chinese checkers? snipe hunting? Any ideas?