Why blog? I don't even have a facebook account...it feels like it makes life so public. But then--blogging is kind of like a diary, isn't it? It makes me feel a little like Doogie Houser at the end of the day--collecting my thoughts and putting them down. I don't want to blog because I want my life to be public (though I don't mind wearing my heart on my sleeve, most of the time) or because I'm a narcissist, but because these days of our young family are so precious I don't want to lose them to a faulty memory. This time, this stage, these moments truly are 'a time to keep', and blogging is simply the most convenient way to keep them and share them.

I really didn't think I'd ever start a blog...but now that Mac has stopped calling firetrucks "fire knuckles" (he now calls them firetrucks, and I'm so sad!), I realize I'll forget that he ever did that if I don't write it down. So, the blog begins. Welcome.

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Recent Mischeif

Mac can now open the pantry doors. I should child-proof that, really. I'm learning that lesson daily.
Who needs toys when there are packing peanuts?
The endless delights of the kitchen sink...
...and playdough. Mac always requests for us to make "M"s and mushrooms. Random.
Yes, that's a drum on top of his head.
Mac LOVES spatulas. Carries them around the house. Oh, that's cinnamon he sprinkled over the onion I just cut. Mac loves cinnamon and if it's within reach will add it to any food. (Yes, the knife I'd just used to cut the onion was safely out of reach.)
He would eat oranges all day long if I let him.

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