Your “birthday book” letter now overdue, I’ve something to confess to you.
Where thoughtful prose once took form, sardonic commentary is the new norm.
My intentions of sweet reflections, get deflected in all directions
As I inhale and exhale bloggity-blog
I fear my days of recording and memory-hoarding
Have vanished in a Oprah-esque fog
I love you intensely
Both fiercely and gently
Yet somehow vaguely when it comes to detail
I pledge to stay astute in working your yearly tribute
(Whilst blog-commenting and sending email)
Who knows if the minutia of toddler days
Holds the interest of grown children anyways…
Perhaps the ancient imprint of a mom-blog archived
Best captures the mania in which you thrived.
Adorable! He will love this way more than any silly scrapbook! Besides, you can always print out the posts and put them in a scrapbook! 😉
Once they turn into teenagers, you’ll lose that guilt.
By the way – what a sweet description of a 2 year old.
Precisely dear Anne – hence my monthly letters to Kate via Blogger. I failed miserably at the scrapbooking and the babybooking. Blogging though – I’ve been successful!
And this, too, will be dated by the time the 2 yr old is old enough to read it…swoooosh….
Thanks for the dose of sweetness, Simplicity. I can always count on you for that!
Beth, I’m jewish. The guilt is forever.
Lyndsay, I know! I read your last one and though what a smart idea, and then of course went on to do nothing about it 🙂
Braja, Gulp.
Ack – just noticed my Ann”E”, take comfort that Anne (with an E!) is a great friend of mine. Sorry to screw up your name.
Sigh.
Time for bed.
Lyndsay. I’m going to bed, too. Would you believe I didn’t even notice? Truly. 2muchscreentime….
Blogging is the new scrapbooking. With comments! I think he’ll love this.
You used the word sardonic.
I’m floored.
You’ve got it going on. Period. Flat out.
Now get back to my blog and write your ad already. hee hee
Oh, I am beginning to get the Jewish guilt now that I married into a Jewish family. My MIL can emit guilt from the furniture.
And they should feel bad for not staying stain-free and current with furniture trends.
I am WAY too lazy to do anything like scrapbooking. Hell, all my photos are in a big rubbermaid box!
I wrote my kids letters when they went on a religious retreat… hardest thing I ever had to do!
Ann, i love love love love…ooops i forgot what i was going to say!!! You get the point though!!
Oh and jewish guilt, its real!! Very real!!
HAPPY NEW YEAR NEW FRIEND!!!
You write so well! He will love this when he is old enough to read. Soon. So soon.
When your finished, I have 6 plastic container drawers full of pictures from the last 15 years that need to be scrapbooked.
I liked your poem.
He’ll prefer this much more when he’s older =)
Thanks gals. I have to get over to Charmaines’ and write an ad before she kills me.
Forget scrapbooking — I scrapbox. It’s extremely easy, non-guilt-inducing and creative. Here’s how: Gather up all the stuff you want to save, put it in a box, close it and (here’s the creative part), write “Miscellaneous” on a piece of paper and tape it to the lid. Voila — scrapboxing!
Beautiful…your words are as always priceless.
That is excellent, Ann. WAAAAAY better than an annoying (but no doubt beautiful and heartfelt) scrapbook.
Coffee Cathy, Great Idea! Can do that with my memories, too?
Esther and Amy, thanks a million!