I know, I know. I am the perpetual bad blogger. Here, it has been over 3 months since my last blog post- Eleanor has had a dance recital, the boys have gotten out of school, I painted and decluttered the house with the goal of putting the house on the market, we decided to we're going to stick here because I doubt we could even sell it, we've spent a summer doing pretty much nothing but butting heads and playing xBox, I ran a 5k, Harper turned 2, I finally beat a video game from beginning to end, the boys have started back to school, and we got chickens. And I might post pictures from some of those events at some point or maybe not. I always intend on being a better blogger but really, there are about 6 people who read it so the experience of blogging is as much for myself as it is for other people. There are some times when I know that I want to record the events as they happen but by the end of the day, many times I feel like the words are gone. I fret over the idea of not remembering my life when I look back through the haze of the years. And I know that I want to remember the days that my kids are little but at night, when I finally have 30 minutes to myself, at that point in time, I just don't care. But I am resolving to be much better about recording the day-to-day activities of this little crew.
