a time to keep: Sleeping Snowman

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.

Monday, February 15, 2010

Sleeping Snowman

Here's what happens when a 2-year-old tells you that he wants to build a snowman:

After about 30 seconds, everything else seems more interesting, and the snowman is abandoned to become a snow bump. (Yes, I was helping--but he wanted me to stop and do something else. "No, no, no mama!")

Interestingly, Mac still regarded the bump as a snowman, and told me later in a matter-of-fact tone that the snowman was sleeping.