That's the one word reason. (And if I had self-control I would end this blog post right here.)
But I don't. Have self-control, that is.
I write this blog because I find that when I am keeping it up to date, I like my entire life better. I know that seems like a ridiculous amount of importance to place on a silly computer-generated journal-esque type thingy. But it's true.
When Piper pulls off her diaper and poops on the living room floor I get less angry and instead wonder how I can spin that occurrence to make you guys laugh. When spit up spews out of Fox's face and pools up inside my bra, my first thought may be "Oh, that's disgusting!" but my second thought is "What photo can I stick at the top of this entry?"
And sometimes my thoughts never make it to this blog, but just thinking about my day in a different light usually is enough to cure that moment's frustration.
So I write these ideas down as they come to me - I have two notebooks actually. One on my desk in our bedroom and one at the desk in the sunroom. (I don't always have time to travel far to record my fleeting ideas. And if I don't record them, you won't ever read about them. Because I will forget them by the time my head hits my pillow.)
So I guess this blog is like a sanity-saver. Cheap therapy.
And every day I can laugh at my life a little bit is a good day.