Ask me just how I get sucked in to watching made for T.V. Disney movies about cyber chicks and finding that Hannah Montana lines are now part of my every day dialogue. "Why, why, why, why, why, no, no, no, no, no, you, you, you, you." Yep, that's Jackson on Hannah. It's a phrase that comes in quite handy though. Like when Sawyer dropped a glass bowl tonight, or when Ellyn dropped a glass yesterday, or when Ellyn dropped a plate Monday (I am running out of glasses, really and truly. I don't think I will replace them with glass, maybe some lovely Walmart plastic-BPA free of course). Or when I'm blaming my children for having my brain sucked away by the Disney channel this evening. Also, another fun line is "Daddy's little convict says what?" Billy Ray Cyrus a.k.a. Robbie Ray uses that one. I am neither a dad nor do I have a daughter that is a convict yet I still enjoy saying it. What can I say? An hour of Disney (tonight 1 and a half) keeps the mommy sane, in some ways. I am a 34 year old using Hannah Montana lines.
For almost three years I have been thinking how very sad it is that I hadn't continued to keep a journal of our family activities. No more deployment letters and emails to Mike, no more family blog to keep grandparents and aunts and uncles connected to our family. Nothing but printed off monthly calendars saved in a file somewhere. I guess our family blog died a slow death when we lived in Washington and we were seeing everyone all of the time. It just was not important to keep everyone informed. They were right there with us. I did not stop, in all the chaos, to think how very important the blog might be to me, or to my children. I have often thought of the cute pictures and quotes we had saved on our family blog. I thought of the interviews I did with the kiddos, and how grateful I was that, somewhere, on a dusty webpage, those beautiful faces, those funny antics, still existed. I have checked to make sure the blog still existed fr...
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