Dear long neglected blog:

Dear Blog,
It was brought to my attention (by friends and acquaintances) tonight that I have been neglecting you. I didn't even think that people really cared?!? I'm not sure if it is the 4 over sized glasses of 1 month old fermented Sangria speaking, or just the inner me that needs to come out, but I am sorry. I promise to faithfully confide in you (which basically equates to anyone on planet earth who is aware of your existence) and keep you current on the comings and going of my life. No matter how mundane or boring I might think it is, I will report on the size and shape of poopy diapers, the ever infrequent burning rings of fire, or mispronounced words as spoken by my 3 year old, and the SO SO FUNNY and NOT SO funny every day issues of marriage. Also, for the record, since I am doing a throwback to "diary style" I TOTALLY had such a blast with Katie and Sarah tonight. We laughed at ourselves silly, and they always tend to remind me of the little things about husbands and kids that I so often take for granted.
P.S. - in case you forget to put this tidbit in Andrew's baby book - he started cruising two days ago and yesterday, he crawled into the bookcase, and today, he crawled in the bookcase and then fell out on his head. Not your best day as a mom. You sat there and watched it happen in slow motion, strongly consider carpeting the living room.