If I ever renamed this blog it would be: 'A Room of One's Own' because that's what a personal blog really can feel like to its keeper especially when that person lives with four other people and shares almost everything except a URL.
Ben won't tell any of us where he keeps his nail clipper or stash of favorite pens, and do you know why? Because we'll take them and use them and then leave the pen caps off and let them dry out and we won't remember where we left the nail clipper. We won't even admit to using his nail clipper. Nail clipper? What nail clipper? You must be confusing us with people who care about the whereabouts of your nail clipper when all we want to know is where we can find the TV remote.
I took this shot of Whitney and Heidi, in our backyard. Yes, last week, outside, in February. The winter here is nice so at least we can all get outside and away from each other, of course unless you follow your kids outside with a camera. Then you're all back together again competing for mom's lens' attention.
DID YOU SEE THAT BUBBLE, MOM? Did you take a picture of MY bubble? How about MY bubble? Yes, I saw them. All of them. And I took pictures of your bubbles and your bubbles.
Of course I did.
