After not posting for over a week, (because like I said, we don’t get out much) I am now posting my 2nd blog post of the night. If I was writing with the intention of having others read it, I would space it out more. But since I have literally 3 followers, (hey Don, Maggi, and Stef!) it doesn’t matter how often or little I post. But as I get the chance, I thought I would type up my journal entries. It’s really sad. I tried keeping a journal on the boys and only wrote 4 1/2 things. I started in July of 2011. This is why I felt like a blog would be easier. The reason one of my entries is only half is because the pen stopped working. And I’m disappointed because I don’t remember how that story ended. I have lots of little stories that I wanted to remember about the boys and have forgotten so many of them. My first entry in my journal was on 07/07/2011.
“After a stressful day and coming home that night to a house with no electricity, I was very upset (and 22 weeks pregnant with baby boy #3.) Liam, almost 3, saw me crying and kept asking “why are you crying mommy?” and saying “please don’t cry mommy.” He gave me lots of hugs and kisses. He is a very sweet and compassionate boy and he better not change.”
Well, it’s been a year and a half and he hasn’t changed. He is still my sweetie that loves to cuddle with me, kiss me, hug me, pick flowers for me, and tell me I’m pretty. We have started some homeschooling as we get the chance and he has caught on to reading really well over the past few months. He loves the sight words DVD that Grandmamie bought him. He looks for sight words in every book we read. He has also really been interested in adding numbers so we do a lot of that lately. If I seem to write about Liam a lot, it’s just because he is at the age where he has a lot more to say. I have decided to try to keep up with this more as a “baby book” type style as well to try to remember what they were doing and at what age. So this post goes out to Liam, because even though he was my first baby, I never kept a baby book. But I always want to remember how smart, hilarious, kind, friendly, outgoing, and charming of a 4 year old he was.
And everywhere we go, he gets complimented on his hat.
