OK, don’t judge me….I’m still trying to figure out the technical side of this blogging thing. I’m trying to post some pics of aforementioned precious baby boy. I realized I have dozens of pictures to choose from, but I can’t find one good picture of myself! That shows you who usually has the camera around here. Yesterday he fell asleep in my arms, and even though I had things to do, I let him stay there for a while. While he was sleeping he started giggling in his sleep. What do babies dream about that makes them smile? I thought about what he likes when he is awake and I figure that must be what the happy dreams are about.
I’m in. I’ve totally been suckered in. My brother and several of my friends have these really cool blogs, but please! I don’t have time to take a shower some days, let alone maintain a blog! And yet here I am. What does this say about my will and discipline that I have caved so completely to the peer pressure? In truth, it’s not that deep. I just can’t refuse a pretty template with my name on it. Plus, I’m a former English major, so I can’t refuse an opportunity to say in one paragraph what most people could say in one sentence. So, Mike, Steph, Jim, etc…please don’t jump off a bridge, because I may be forced to follow you. . Don’t get me wrong: I’ll narrate and express my opinion all the way down, but sooner or later….I’ll try it too.