Why I Blog

 (This was the first picture I ever posted on the blog in 2008)

When I first started blogging I did it because I lived so far away from my family and friends and I thought that they might be interested in getting a little glimpse of what we were up to every now and then.  At the time Dallin and Thomas were preschoolers and Jack was a tiny baby.  I had a lot more time then (even though I thought I was insanely busy), so it was also kind of fun for me.  After several years of blogging, I have accepted the fact that the reason that I started blogging is not the reason I have continued.  My parents are not great about checking it, but my sister, one of my sisters-in-law, a few of my friends and some cousins mention that they read it on occasion.  I guess it keeps some of them in the loop, and I am happy that they are interested in knowing what is going on with us from time to time.  But - - the real reason I have continued to blog, even when almost everyone I know has abandoned their blogs, is because I love the record of our lives that I have inadvertently created.



Every once in awhile I will go back and read through some old posts and I am so glad that I have taken the time to get on here and write and share pictures when I can.  I love looking at those pictures of my kids when they were so little and reliving old memories.




So, for those of you who actually do check my blog, you have surely noticed that there are lots of spelling, grammatical, and punctuation errors in my writing and my pictures are never edited.  Sometimes when I take the time to go back and read a post I am pretty embarrassed by some of the mistakes I have made in my writing, but at the end of the day, I can assure you that you will continue to see them.  I am lucky to get a post up and I don't have time for picture editing, or proofreading.  If I tried to make every post perfect before I published it, this blog could not continue, and I personally need it to continue so that seven years from now I can look back at the posts from this year and appreciate how little my kids looked and all the memories we made.

These boys are the light of my life and they are growing up way too fast - so I had better document these times the best I can.  With all of the challenges and frustrations that come along with raising a bunch of boys, I still  cannot imagine another period of my life being better than these years of raising my family.