Dear Kids,
At any rate, it hasn't been a regular thing, or what you might call a roaring success.
But, today, I had an idea. When I thought about things I wanted to write about, I tried to think about my audience. I mean, who reads this little blog? I have my friend at Reasons For Chocolate (Hi Patty!), and I am sure your Grandma and maybe an Aunt, Uncle or cousin, or two, read it. There may still be a few people out there who have read it in the past. A very few.
So, again, who is my audience? Who motivates me to write?
Well…you do! You three Kennedy kids.
So, today (and maybe from this point forward. We will see.), I wrote to my grown-up kids. The wonderful young adults you will be some day.
My hope is that you will laugh, learn…maybe even cringe a little…and we will have a conversation about all this stuff around the dinner table.
Today, I end with a quintessential A moment:
From the first reading last Thursday at Mass:
"This is the commandment we have from him:
Whoever loves God must also love his brother."
From A immediately following the first reading last Thursday at Mass:
"Does God have a brother!?"
Love,
Mama
Bravo! I'm being selfish...I love to read what you write. You put what is in my heart and head on paper with words that I can never seem to connect. But for your children...that is who you should write for :) And yourself...the happy memories that mothers want to remember, but in the hectic life of homeschooling, we sometimes forget to. I started my blog to chronicle those memories. I added photos to make myself really get involve in the moment and snap away. Blogging has slowed my life down just a smidge...just enough for me to remember and laugh a little bit more at. Blessings in this new year and your journey!
ReplyDeletePatty, I am glad you enjoy my blog! I don't intend to stop writing, just to find my focus and motivation. I am hoping, like you that blogging will help me to remember and to laugh. It is a chronicle, with a gimmick, I guess.
ReplyDeleteDear Carol
ReplyDeleteI think A is just thinking in a logical manner. She must take after her Grandmother P.
Love,
Mom