Three.

I celebrated one year here and two years here.  But I wish that I had started blogging sooner.

I love telling the stories (and there are many of them!) of what goes on behind the scenes in our home, but as the kids get older and more prone to embarrassment, these stories get harder to share.  They are just a little too personal.

That said, starting this blog three years ago was one of my good decisions.  It has held me accountable to sharing the tales that bind our family together.  And down the road, I hope that my kids will be able to enjoy my rendition of our family's history.  To be reminded that no matter how many times they thought I was being crabby, unfair, embarrassing, or just the meanest-mother-ever, I never stopped being ridiculously proud of them and ever so grateful for the joy that they brought to my world.

One day they will look back and realize that this blog is actually my love letter to them.

xo