Being in the profession of writing, one might think I would have picked up blogging a long time ago. Truth be told, despite the fact that it is easy, and God knows I have stories to tell, it is a creative craft I have never made time for. Every day at work I search numerous blogs and people's Facebook pages. I have become accustomed to the format and various uses for blogs. It's always fun to see what people choose to write about and how large a following they attract. So, with this class's requirement of creating a blog, I'm off and running.Now what am I going to write about? Well, they say that everything happens for a reason. And it just so happens that my family and I have been talking about "Youtubing" (yes, I made that word up) the youngest member of our family. I see that this is the perfect opportunity to broadcast the silly sayings and daily antics of my lively four year old, Phoenix or "Nix."
Before introducing the character for this blog though, let me tell you a bit about myself and my family. We are a Brady Bunch made up of me and my two sons, Maginnis (6) and Phoenix (4). Then there is my boyfriend, David, and his two daughters, Brooke (11) and Alyssa (8). We have 2 cats, Xuni and Marley and an old, fat beagle named Riley that snorts and waddles like a pig.
As parents, we can blame our children for both our gray hairs and laugh lines, our sleepless nights and early mornings. In our house we have crushed crackers in our couch cushions, sticky door knobs and sparkle, blue, bubbleberry toothpaste smears on the bathroom counter. I'm pretty sure there is dirty Spiderman underwear on the floor in the boys' room and wet towels on the floor in the girls' room too. Welcome to my house, my life, and my family.
Before I go to bed each night, I check on sleeping kids. Tonight I find Brooke asleep in her bed - her long dark hair spread across the pillow. Maginnis is softly snoring from the top bunk, Alyssa is asleep inside the tent pitched in the middle of the boys' room and Phoenix...where oh where is my Phoenix? I find him in the closet passed out on top of a pile of stuffed animals. His legs are scrunched beneath him like a frog. Of course he's asleep in the closet. Where else would he be?
