I just don't want to do it! I don't want to blog. It turns out that for me, blogging is more of a winter sport. Something to do while trapped behind walls. Something to remind you that there is more than walls. But when the weather is a breezy 75 or even a smoldering 90 with a billion percent humidity, blogging is work. Outside is fun.
Yet blogging is my way of keeping a family journal. Picture proof that we did stuff and lived a life. So, even though I don't want to, and you can't make me; I can make my kids. So here is first in a series of posts written by the audience for whom this blog is intended.