I would be doing a more worthy job of documenting the ins and outs of our kiddos lives. Uploading fun pictures and sharing the latest humorous blurbs coming out of their mouths. I would not let months go by without so much as a picture and caption.
If I were a blogger I would have probably posted this picture of the four of them all suited up for our first Soccer Saturday. I would have shared that Josie was the cutest thing ever just running and smiling on the field with not a clue in the world as to where the ball was. I would have documented how Amelia is loving her team "The Grass Stain Girls" and has quite the competitive nature. I would have shared that Maggie's team annihilated their competition and that she scored her first goal of the season. And that Sam, just two years into his soccer career, is a stud. Because if I were a Blogger, I would definitely need to brag about my kids.
I probably would have shared this picture too. Josie on her first day of her second year of preschool. There was hardly even a glance back at me when I dropped her off. She loves her teachers, loves her friends and has absolutely no use for her mother on school days.
If I were someone that actually blogged I would have surely documented the fun night Rock and I had with the two big kids in Seattle at the Husky game. We were given tickets hours before the game and so thankful for Grandma and Papa taking the little girls so we could soak up some time with these two.
I likely would have posted about the awesome girls getaway I had that will forever be referred to as the "non-sanctioned church retreat." Apparently there was some miscommunication between my husband and I. It will go down as one of the sweetest times away with girls and the most beautiful weather I've ever enjoyed on a Washington beach.
These girls are true sisters and I'm so beyond blessed to call them friends.
If I were a Blogger then there's no way I would have missed out on blogging our mini vacation on Lopez Island with the cousins. How we all stayed together in one house...all fifteen of us. How next year there will be two more little monkeys running around. That my kids love the salt water and my oldest monkey was actually the hardest one to pull away from the beach.
I would want to share about the special spot we go to watch the sunset and of course expose the silliness of our kids. I would want to remember these moments for all times. Because we've got some pretty cool kids.
Just as the sun went down
If I were a blogger there would be so much more I would be sharing from our summer gone by. An amazing day celebrating Rocky's parents. Zoo trips. Baseball tournaments. Seattle. Smore's. Hiking. Biking. Art Camp. VBS. Picnicking with our Ethiopian family. And a mens' retreat that really was "church-sanctioned."
I'm reminded tonight as I sift through pictures that most of these memories are still fresh in my mind....and hopefully in the minds of our kiddos. But it won't be long until they feel like distant memories and I don't want us to forget. I want to remember the sunsets and the silly faces and even some of the craziness we feel right now. I want to preserve them somehow. So I think I may just have to try this blogging gig out again.
