Happy Memorial Day!

Fearless

It's been a difficult week or two for me. Situations out of my control have left me stressed and anxious. I used to have a glass of wine to unwind, or take a trip to the mall to purchase a little pick me up, or sneak a slice of Cheesecake Factory heaven. Now, all I need to do is just drive as fast as (il)legally possible to wherever you are. Tom Cruise was right! Pfizer eat your heart out! Forget those pills, come see HRP and LJ!!!

When I first created this blog, I didn’t want it to be just another photo blog. When I was pregnant, I was really good about detailing every ache and every craving. I had a way with smartly describing the latest dialogue about my ever-expanding belly with a complete stranger. And I vowed to do the same with this one. I wanted to share every one of your milestones and further prove your astonishing brilliance. Instead, I fear this has become one long photo blog of silly smiles and darling dresses. Here’s more.

But here’s the thing. [And it’s why I don’t have much in the way of video recordings of you.] Do I want to sit here at this computer, explaining what you’ve just accomplished? Or do I want to roll around on the floor and participate in discovering the NEXT BIG THING in your life? I figure I have enough time to be witty when you’re thirteen and you both hate me. I can’t get yesterday back when I just missed you exchanging toys, while I was reading the latest news. So, for now, I roll.