So something occurred to me the other day. I finally figured out why sometimes I have such a mental block with it comes to thinking up something even semi-interesting to blog about. It's because we don't have kids. Not yet anyway. And even in 6 months time when we do have one, its going to be awhile before he/she does anything interesting enough to blog about.
I mean think about it, most of the blogs I read (mostly from my family members and friends) usually revolve around something cute/funny/naughty/interesting their kids have done. Rarely do you get a blog that doesn't involve a kid story in some way. And that's okay. In fact, as a doting aunt, I'd rather read stories about my adorable nieces and nephews than my sibs any day (sorry, but you know it's true).
However when you don't have kids, you have to stretch a bit more to think of things to blog about. And if adults do the same things, it's just not as funny. I mean, I suppose I could write about the time when Matt was being unusually quiet and I found him dumping every toy he owns into the toilet. Or the time when he threw a huge temper tantrum in the store because I wouldn't buy him some candy and people shot me accusing looks as to why I couldn't control my husband better. But they're just not the same, and frankly, they're also not true (as far as you know).
I don't know, maybe by this time next year I can write about how Junior finally figured out how to roll over or started crawling. Sure, it's not that funny or precious, but it's a step in the right direction, isn't it?
