Me, holding Kolbein (here 7mo), Kristopher 3, & Jared 4(at my grandparents in Oregon)
So, I've decided to go ahead with this blogging thing, since I've really enjoyed subscribing to a few of yours out there (you know who you are). It's brought me joy and many times has put the biggest smile on my face for the day. It's also a great way to stay in touch with those that live so far away.
I also find writing to be very relaxing but a rare treat these days since my boys are always on the go. So, bear with me, my followers. Sometimes the grammar may not be the best. Sometimes I'll just have to settle for a few quick notes.
My blog (I love that word) entitled "The life of the MOBO" means Mother Of Boys Only. It's been a whole new experience for me living amongst the life of boys. I have two sisters and one brother myself, so estrogen pretty much dominated in our family. (Sorry, Dad and Tanner!) I now understand what it feels like to be outnumbered. It can be fun and an advantage at times, and I do find myself REALLY liking the color pink for the first time in years. May be because it's one of the "not allowed" things here in man-land. (Purple, I've been told is a close second.)
Boys. Their emotions, antics and energy leave me amaaaaazed at the end of each day. It's never the same ol' - same ol' around here! Always an adventure. My goal is to share the stories here on the mountain we call home in Sagle, Northern Idaho. Perhaps some of you can already guess what the boys will be up to tomorrow since you might have had a few brothers/sons yourself; however, may be you'll get to enjoy the experiences from the point of view of someone who finds herself on occasion... well... completely clueless.
I also find writing to be very relaxing but a rare treat these days since my boys are always on the go. So, bear with me, my followers. Sometimes the grammar may not be the best. Sometimes I'll just have to settle for a few quick notes.
My blog (I love that word) entitled "The life of the MOBO" means Mother Of Boys Only. It's been a whole new experience for me living amongst the life of boys. I have two sisters and one brother myself, so estrogen pretty much dominated in our family. (Sorry, Dad and Tanner!) I now understand what it feels like to be outnumbered. It can be fun and an advantage at times, and I do find myself REALLY liking the color pink for the first time in years. May be because it's one of the "not allowed" things here in man-land. (Purple, I've been told is a close second.)
Boys. Their emotions, antics and energy leave me amaaaaazed at the end of each day. It's never the same ol' - same ol' around here! Always an adventure. My goal is to share the stories here on the mountain we call home in Sagle, Northern Idaho. Perhaps some of you can already guess what the boys will be up to tomorrow since you might have had a few brothers/sons yourself; however, may be you'll get to enjoy the experiences from the point of view of someone who finds herself on occasion... well... completely clueless.
First to comment! YEAH
ReplyDeleteI see you got your little bit of pink and purple...
ReplyDeleteLove it! And all of you! Mom
ReplyDeleteCool, I can hardly wait to hear some of the stories that may spark a memeory,,ohhh my do I remember the frist days on Holly Lane.Our First chance to be in the country again. Jacob was 7,Isaac 6 and Arthur3 and half.
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