8/29/2004 11:13:59 PM|||Amy|||I don't know how possible this will be, but I am thinking of writing at least one short post per day. My idea is to write at least a brief recap of every day, so that my kids will have something to reference when they are older and need some kind of understanding of their early life. I think that most people can only rely on their memories, and very few have actual documentation ( just think how helpful it would be to their therapy if they had documentation!) But, now, in this age of blogging, it's possible for children to grow up with less idealized, ready-made memories of their childhoods. It's not that I don't want my children to be able to idealize their childhood, but I am hoping that this blog will serve as a series of letters from me to them about this time. If they hate me when they're grown - or resent me - or harbor some other negative emotions toward me - then By God! I want them to be able to look back and know why!

So, here's today post, and first, let me say to my children and to each in turn (but in no particular order): I love you. I love you. I love you. I'm sorry that I yelled at you tonight repeatedly to go to bed and that I didn't go with you. I was cleaning the den, and I was afraid that if I stopped I wouldn't finish. Since it's rare for me to get that kind of momentum built up, I really needed to ride the wave. Even as I sit here and type out all the random narrative milling about in my thoughts, I keep thinking of the kitchen and how I should really mop the floor before I go to bed myself. And how, Bear, I should get your clothes ready for school tomorrow, and that I should iron my work clothes because more and more lately, I've been relying on the dryer and that spray-on wrinkle desolver crap that Auntie Lisa bought when she was here last.

Winston took her first step last night. I was at her godmother's house having dinner, and in front of her godmother, her godmother's husband, and another dear friend - she took her first step. It couldn't have been more perfect!

Bear and I went to see Baby Geniuses 2 today. He loved it. I could only sit still through it because I was concentrating on counting down the 89 minutes it lasted. I really need to see another movie soon to wash the memory of that one out of my head.

Monkey told me after Bear and I got back that I can't leave again because she belongs to me.
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