a time to keep: piñata

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.

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

piñata

These photos should be in exactly the opposite order--but I can't figure out how to do it.

At a birthday party recently, Mac experienced his first piñata. Most of the other kids were older than him and knew the drill. When all the treats were revealed, Mac thought it was broken and was upset. He went to every adult at the party and said, "Uh-oh!". But no one would do anything to fix it. He finally gave up and gathered a few treats with the other kids...but was completely bewildered by the whole thing.