why the world needs more blogs. Or at least why I’ve decided that the internet needs to read my words.

I have two kids. boys. they are funny and silly and stubborn and smart. and they both have awesome smiles and the biggest brown eyes. Strangers tell me how adorable they are, so I have proof that it’s not just my bias when I look at them and think they are beautiful….not that it matters.
I have never posted a photo of them on facebook…my husband and I discussed this before the oldest was born and decided that we didn’t want to create this uncontrolable footprint of our child online. I have a million pictures of them that I want to share though, so my resolve is starting to fade. At the very least, names will be changed to protect the innocent (or at least the ones who have yet to learn to spell. Innocent is a strong word.)
I started a blog a long time ago, before they were popular, before I had kids, when my life consisted of working and partying and going out to dinner four nights a week. At the time, it seemed odd…who would ever want to read about my random babblings? So after a few months, I stopped, but kept on wishing that I hadn’t. Now, several years later I want to give it another go. I figure I have more to talk about now than I did then. I’m older, crankier and much more opinionated then I was in my 20s.
Oh, and I have two little people who give me so much material. Keep watching this space.