I was talking to Calvin the other day (well, texting — cause that’s the easiest thing when you live 8,000 miles away from your child and your time zones are flipped) and he was looking at old posts on my blog and saying how he missed hearing about our daily lives here.
I agree, 100%. The time I spend working eats up all of my creative mental space that I used to use to compose blog posts, framing life here in contrast to what would be normal in the US. And after living somewhere for a few years, oddities don’t stand out like they used to.
He sent me a few screenshots from my blog back in the Bahrain days — when we had a mama cat living in our yard with all of her kittens, driving Zeki and Micah crazy. Our life was absolutely nutters back then. And then we had that cat die in our wheel well and couldn’t get the body out. I’m so happy that I blogged about all that back then because I wouldn’t believe it today if I didn’t have the posts to prove it. I love looking back and laughing at what we’ve experienced as a family.
Flashback to the past — little miss was mad at me so she hacked off the front of her hair.
Flash forward to just last week and little miss was at it again. She came in to my bedroom, looking sheepish, holding up a clump of hair, and said, “Mom I was mad that you said I couldn’t [something so insignificant that I can’t even remember] so I cut my hair.” 6 years later and I still have haircutting stories to tell.
The other reason that I am blogging less is because my little people are much more savvy about avoiding photo taking — usually when I try to snap a shot they’re all, “this isn’t going to end up on your blog, is it?!” I thought for sure I had a photo of Camille’s snipped bangs in my camera roll, but I think we were too busy laughing about it and I was carefully balancing her brothers’ teasing and making sure it didn’t push her into tears. But I’m determined to get one today.
she snipped her sideburn too! 
that short fringe is going to be a pain to grow out . . .