Memories Recorded

My sister, Jacqui, gave me my birthday present yesterday.

It was a book of my first few blogs--all of 2008!

What an awesome gift! Especially since this was the reason I began blogging in the first place, to have a scrapbook of sorts (without the actual scrapbooking part) of all of the mundane and not-so-mundane adventures and moments of our lives.

I read it to the boys last night as our bedtime story. By far, there was more laughing out loud than you can imagine. (I need to get a recording of Kyler's laugh, so contagious). When I got to the part about Kyler talking about boogers at the court adoption, Kyler could not stop laughing. He exclaimed, "I was only 4 and that's why I said that." I guess a 5 year old is much more mature and would not be saying such things. (Don't tell Kyler, he was 5 at the adoption).

At my moms house, I pulled out a home video to watch with Kyler.

He thought I was funny and I just enjoyed and relived all of the time my sisters and I spent playing and dancing and doing gymnastics in the front room with the green carpet. I remembered thinking how big that room was . . .

Last night, I pulled out my (I think #15!) journal to record more personal thoughts and experiences--things like my trials, testimony, frustrations, hopes, and blessings.

Blogs, videos, journals . . . all special records of our lives . . . we remember, relive, reflect . . . and grow . . . a source of inspiration for years to come.

Eric keeps telling me to write a children's book.

I'm so not ready for that right now. (He should probably stop telling me that because at this point in my life, I get terrified at the very thought. I have much to learn still).

For now, I am satisfied with writing and recording things for me and my family to go back and read at bedtime and laugh our heads off.