I tell my kids most mothers read stories to their kids, but I just write stories about my kids. They pretend they don't like it, but they do. Lael reads my blog all the time. Then, she tells me about all the mistakes I make. Lyric also loves to read my blog. She gets up early in the morning and gets on it before I get up and kick her off (don't like her to have too much computer time). Boone has started to love looking at the pictures of himself.
Still, I remind myself of my out of states Aunts. Every summer they visited Indiana. I loved that party, but they would ALWAYS pull out their albums. You would have to sit there and act like you were into the pictures. It was always of all their travel, their kids and grandkids. Don't get me wrong; they did have beautiful kids and usually I enjoyed looking at them. : - ) Anyway, I had my humble aunts, and my more into "the showing off" aunts. I never thought I was, but I must be the latter. I am a modern day "them." OH NOOOOO!!!!!!
I love, love, love Pachysandra!! Growing up, my Dad's brother and his wife had an older home on the "right" side of the tracks. They remodeled it and it was put on the National Historical Society's list. Anyway, my Aunt had Pachysandra every where. Oh, how I loved that house! They sold it and retired. I don't think their kids every got over it, because they all loved it too.
