Well folks its official! Dan finally admitted this is his “Daddy blog”. Rightly so, he posts and his posts are awesome! The dude has some serious skills. He’s ranked–if not won–every contest he’s ever entered. He landed a freelance job with a running company when his last official run was in Junior High. He was just recruited into our city planning/zoning commission because his words spoke to them in a letter he sent… i.e. paper whisperer. If they had a contest for knowing poop loads of words, he’d win. I’m pretty sure his teachers from Kindergarten to College still remember him, where mine are praying I don’t move back.
That being said, you can see why my “posts” are so few and far in between. Its like being back in school and I just happen to be going up against the best kid in the class. Try writing a post/paper after someone who has a way with words making you laugh, cry, and angry all in the same paragraph. It’s rough going. I can’t really start my own blog because, well, that would be silly and I would maybe have three fans (thanks ladies…you know who you are) .
I see Vintonville as our family history. Our journal that we never have to pick up a pen or pencil to keep. A digital scrapbook since I’m still on Joshua’s 6 month page and he’s four. So, I’ll keep posting every once and awhile so I remember and my kids remember that I was around, had an opinion, and wanted to participate in our family history.
No sympathy needed folks! I get my husband has mad skills and I love it! How lucky am I, just imagine his love notes…dreamy! (Speaking of..hint..hint) This is for the few of you that ask “why” I never post and for me when I’m old and gray and wonder where all my words were/went.
For all you “Dan the man” followers, be gentle with my writing skills or just skip my hooked on phonics posts.
*** Original draft subject to change (edited later by Dan I’m sure…ha ha!!)
