Why Twitter and I don't go together

Twitter is all the rage, but I'm not buying in. It's not because I want to resist new technology, it's that I don't get it. My life is not that interesting. I have trouble writing this blog some weeks; what could I possibly tweet multiple times a day? Just got up. Or Thought about having Cheerios, but went with Frosted Flakes. Oh, yeah. That's riveting. And really, that about how exciting most tweets are.

Most people are not really interesting enough, but the problem is we think we are. It is really the most incredible exercise in narcissism ever. I wonder if any one ever cares what I write about on this blog, and here I am speaking to an audience of people who care about me (or they wouldn't be here). I just don't have the narcissistic chutzpah to believe twitter will make my life any more complete or that anyone will be better off knowing what I do all day long. I like to have some parts of my life private.

But that is another question. Why is there this obsession with privacy fences? Why are we so concerned with blocking out our real life neighbors, all the while putting our whole (boring) lives out there for literally anyone to read? I don't get it.

Michigan

Matt has finally submitted the thesis!! It is forever done, everything that had to be signed has been signed. He accepted a job as Assistant Professor at Saginaw Valley State University in Michigan. We will be moving this summer. Relief, joy, happiness, amazement, all being felt around here.

Growing...

The boys are growing up. Everyday they amaze me. Chi has no fear. He climbs up on anything and everything. He takes on life full force, and if he crashes and burns, he picks himself up and goes running again in that funny toddler way of running. I can't believe how aware and smart he is. He can do a shape shorter puzzle designed for two year olds. Sure we help him a little, but it's still impressive. He never seems to miss anything. I just wish he could talk in English so I could know what he was thinking.

Gabe can do things that just last fall he couldn't. I watch him climb and jump on the playground, and my stomach still lurches even though I know he has so much more control now. It's getting easier to watch him swing off the edge of something and land safely below or climb bars fast as a monkey. But as it gets easier to watch, I realize that even as I am getting what I want, I am losing a part of his childhood. It is hard to believe he will be off to Kindergarten next fall because it seems to have come so fast, even though I know he's more than ready.

And then there is the giggling. It's impossible not to enjoy life when they start giggling!