A Few Quotes from the Past 6 Months

Before getting all tech-ie on you, I used to write the cute things that the boys said and did in a little spiral notebook. It was often lost, chewed on, or otherwise indisposed, so I shall convert the quotes to blog, for their own safety. As copied straight from aforementioned notebook...

11/19/2009: This morning, Ben was singing a song he made up: "I like me, I like meeeeee." Very sweet sounding, but just how does one teach their child humility?

11/23/2009: During bathtime, Ben touched my arm and said, "You're bootifoo, Momma." Awwwwww.

11/26/2009: The Kellar adults are sitting around the table, when Zoe comes out with really big eyes and says, "Mom, come here." We get out of her, "Evie is wiping Ben." Margaret and I run to the back bathroom and sure enough, Ben's legs are covered in poop. Evie had tried to wipe him...

12/2/2009 Ben has diarrhea and as he's sitting on the pot, he says, "My poop is spitting."

12/10/2009: Ben, while watching Swiss Family Robinson recognizes the pirates as bad guys, but doesn't know quite how to express it, except by saying, "Those guys are NAUGHTY."

12/23/2009: Ben is sitting on the potty and says, "P.U. I smell crotch!" Nate happened to mention that word once while changing Sam's diaper. Quick ears.

12/2009: Ben loves to say sweet things to me out of the blue, like "I love you Momma", or "I'm so proud of you."

12/2009: Nate overheard Ben and Eve have the following conversation: Eve - "I'm a girl and you're a boy." Ben - "No, I'm a GIRL!" Eve - "NO, You're a BOY!" Ben - "NO, I'M A GIRL." And on and on...

2/2010: Today, we went to visit Great Grandma DeDee in the hospital. Ben kept talking about the "alligator" (elevator).

4/2010: Before hitting two sticks together, Ben looked at me and said, "It's gonna be violent, Momma."

A Blogaphobe Converted

I've always shied away from blogging, mostly because I don't like to write very much. It's not that I'm bad at it. I was a history major, and got good grades on all of my papers. I loved the research portion, just got frustrated when the words would not come out on paper like the ideas in my head.

Yet, I hate to have all of the cute things my kids say and do swirl down the drain of the facebook status abiss, never to be seen again. I want a place where I can record them, revisit them, share them and one day let them read of their escapades. They are the writers. I'll be the recorder.

As I sit here, perched precariously on the edge of a footstool, ready to lunge when Sam reaches to touch the fire (again), ready to attach Spiderman to the Mater tow truck (again), I am filled with contentment - again. God is SO good to us. I am blessed to be a stay-at-home Mom. I am blessed to have a husband that works so hard for us. I am blessed to have two beautiful boys. I want to tell the story of our family. It will just be our story through the words of my kids. I think that will work, don't you?