a time to keep: Changing Arden's Diaper and Grocery Shopping

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.

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Changing Arden's Diaper and Grocery Shopping

I suppose Mac really wanted to be like me today?

Arden was lying under her play gym, endlessly entertained by her efforts to swat at the animals above her face. I was sitting on the couch folding laundry. Mac was running around doing Mac things. I looked down and realized he is bent over Arden, holding her legs up over her head.

Me:(aghast) Mac, what are you doing?!?!?!

Mac: (matter-of-fact) Arden need new diaper. Need wipes?

Yes, he was pretending to change her diaper. She was just looking at him.

Later, he was walking around with his cart and informed me that he needed to go grocery shopping. Next thing I know: