Today. Backseat. Coming home from ski school.
Will: “When I grow up, I’m going to be a spy.”
Rory: “When I grow up, I’m going to be a parent.”
Will: “To be a parent, you have to get married. To a girl.”
(…)
Rory: “Ok, well maybe I’ll just be a superhero, then.”
The SMO's stories 
That would make you the mother of 2 superheroes. That’s very cool! I’m just the mother of two hairy dogs.