There were many late night fights, gnashing of teeth, throwing of dishes, prayer, and fasting before we came to our conclusion: there is no angle. Okay, so there was no fight, gnashed teeth, throwing, prayer or going without a morsel of food. But it sounded more exciting and like this blog would be so much more legit if we did have an angle.
We’re just a couple with some kids and a dog who feel like we’re playing house 1/2 the time and thought it would be a hoot to blog about it for our narccisstic pleasure. And to express ourselves through writing because it’s just fun. And it can provide perspective and preserve sanity. Or so we hear. It’s also a way to keep up with family and friends and maybe make new ones. Besides, those annual Christmas letters people send out, you know, the ones with a re-cap of what seems like the most successful and perfect year of all time, just aren’t enough.
So consider this our “perpetual Christmas letter”, except unlike those we use to send in December, this is going to be a little (maybe a lot) less polished. And we won’t be wearing matching holiday sweaters in all the pictures (sorry, we sort of got over the really “put together” look lately. Teens don’t like to be dressed by their parents nor does our newest toddler)… And we may be less than jolly sometimes (Rushia
may even will definitely cuss. She can’t help it. So she says)… And we probably won’t reference the baby Jesus in every post. Then, again, we could.
In addition, we’ll post projects, adventures, tips (mostly what not to do based on our experience. we have no answers), lists (Rex’s specialty), mishaps, and our unsolicited opinions as well. We hope you share yours with us in the comments. (Rushia in particular could use the adult discussions and laughs you can provide to break up a day usually full of glass shattering toddler demands and deciphering the cryptic mutterings of teens).
So jump on in here with us! The water is nice and warm. One of the kids just peed in it.