Showing posts with label blogging. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blogging. Show all posts

Thursday, February 5, 2009

What's The Blog Idea?

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Since October of 2008, I have been blogging everyday. I also have a life, and a husband, and kids, and a job, so it isn't always easy.

"I don't have a blog for tomorrow!" I say in a panic.

What's worse is it's today, and I still don't have a blog.

My kids have now grown accustomed to coming up with ideas for me to blog.

"You can write a blog about how we play Pokemon," says Vinny.

"You mean about the time we were arguing over the rules, and I was fiercely competitive with my own son calling him a cheater?" I ask. "Then after winning I basked in the glory of victory waving my arms in the air, and jumping up and down?"

"Yes, that would be a good blog," Vinny says.

"No thanks!" I say. "That would make me look like a terrible parent to the entire world. Or at least the two people that read this blog."

Gio has his own ideas for the blog, as well.

Gio's ideas frequently revolve around body by products.

"I know what you can blog," says Gio.

"Really?" I say.

"Yeah, you can blog on the poo poo Bandaid," he says laughing. "Yes, that would be a great blog!"

See, he had a Bandaid on his finger and he was wiping his..................Is that too much information? Gio is at the age where he is learning to wipe his own butt so his teacher doesn't have to.

But, I don't know if people really want to read about that? Especially, since we all know, we are going to get to that age where we may remember how to wipe our bottoms, but we'll be unable to reach them.

And lately, I'm really getting annoyed with the way people drive. I've had it with all the tail gating, texting and driving, and all the unsightly skid marks on the underwear, I mean the road. Enough already, please!

Anyways, I'm off topic, talking about several seemingly unrelated topics, which in my brain are all connected. I must get back to my blog, so have a nice day, Internet. TGIF! Almost.

Thursday, December 18, 2008

Vinny the Blogger

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Sometimes parents' habits wear off on their children, unintentionally.

"Mommy I need to make my own blog," says Vinny.

Hmmmmm. I'm not sure whether to be proud or worried. I should probably be a little bit of both. I started to envision my little guy's blog being read by 1000s of people we dont know and that definitely worried me. I guess I should have gone to Vinny's school to take the Internet Safety class.

On the other hand he is an advanced reader and as a result a pretty good little writer. When he reads my blog, the ones that are appropriate for his eyes, he always has some editing input.

"Mommy you forgot to put a comma here and here, and you misspelled this word and that word."

The first time he did this I was having an, "uh oh I could only hope to be as smart as a second grader," moment. But I went to self esteem therapy and now I'm okay with my intellectual inferiority. The human race just keeps on improving.

One of the rules about writing a blog I believe I follow, is when I write about someone, then they should be happy to read about themselves. They shouldn't feel ostracized or picked on, I hope Vinny also follows that rule. Especially when it comes to his parents because we really are doing the best we can and we are so sorry if that isn't good enough.

After his Daddy helped him set up his blog he wrote his first blog tittled "Gio Soaked."

As soon as it was published I went to his blog page to read his very first blog post. I left him a very Mommy comment then started following his blog.

Thursday, December 11, 2008
Soaking Gio
ONE TIME WHEN MY DAD SENT ME AND GIO OUTSIDE, GIO STARTED TO MAKE MUD. THEN GIO PUT DIRT IN OUR DOG'S WATER. THEN I RINSED IT OUT AND SQUIRTED GIO. He started putting more mud and dirt in it. So I had to re-rinse it. And I squirted him again. But still he put more dirt! After a while Gio was soaked. And when my dad saw Gio, he gave me an extra 30 minutes outside. I don't really care about that I told my dad. It was really worth it.

So, if your little brother annoys you, a great way to take care of the problem is to squirt him!
Posted by Life and Times of Vinny at 6:38 PM
2 comments:
wendy@areyoubreathing.com said...
Ahem, it seems as if all the squirting didn't deter your little brother from his annoying task.

December 11, 2008 7:00 PM
Briar's Person said...
can I pay you to come squirt my brothers?

December 12, 2008 11:39 AM



About an hour after he posted his first blog he said, "I have another blog idea," and he says I'm addicted to blogging. Too bad it was his bed time.

Right before he was off to bed he said I need to check something on my blog, so I quickly let him do that.

"No new followers," he said disappointed. Then he asked me, "how many followers do you have Mommy?"

"Seven, I think," I answered thinking I'm not even going to tell him about web site hit counters. If he has a hit counter on his site he'll be checking for new hits every 5 minutes.

I know, because when I first installed a hit counter on my website I used to check it for hits every five minutes.
 
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