No promises

It's a sad thing when your 13-year-old daughter comes to you (for the 38th time in one month) begging you to update the family blog. I fear she will somehow blame a potential future identity crisis on my failure to record the interminable events of her childhood. So while I'm making no concrete promises regarding long-term frequency and quality, I will at least sit down tomorrow morning and upload the pictures of our summer goings-on. I did make her commit to being a part of the journaling process, however. She'll be filling in the details that she's sure I'll leave out. I'll make sure to fill in the embarrassing details that she's sure to leave out. You know, the one's that will invariably draw the "Moooommmm," winge out of her... :)