A record of my blessed life.

Have I lost my marbles?  A blog?  Oh dear.

Today I got into my boys baby books to keep track of a few notables, new teeth, height/weight charts, etc.  I tried very hard to keep these up to date for their first years, packed with details of every developmental milestone and treasured baby mementos.  But after "Baby's First Year" the scrapbooks include only one page per year, hardly enough room for a birthday photo.  I don't have a lot of time on my hands (two toddlers = chaos) nor do I easily come up with witty prose, so I expect my blog entries to be brief.  However, I don't want to loose the wonderful details and small moments of watching these two boys grow up to my historically terrible memory.  And so, a blog.  A record of my blessed life.