My kids aren't embarrassed of me...yet.
I know that day is coming, though, and broadcasting every bowel movement for the world to see probably isn't the best way to get in good favor with my future sons.
So, this might be it for a while. Or ever. Who knows?
This doesn't mean that recording of cute stories for posterity will stop - I'll just be sharing them directly with Miles and Marshall through their own newly-created email addresses. I plan to give them the password whenever they are 18...or 16...or whichever milestone age they are when they can be amused and mortified simultaneously at my witty exposes. Genius idea, right? Not my genius, just whichever genius first posted it to Facebook or Pinterest or the Tweeterverse, plus the powers that be that conjured the gods to put it on my Newsfeed last week. It might not be so genius in 10-15 years when email is known as the floppy disk of the 2020s, but it's worth a shot.
If you're interested in sending the boys little snippets of time-travelling wisdom, just let me know and I'll hook you up with the future Messieurs Kahl and their email addresses.
Before I go, just one last photo dripping with cuteness. I love you, my handsome young men.
I know that day is coming, though, and broadcasting every bowel movement for the world to see probably isn't the best way to get in good favor with my future sons.
So, this might be it for a while. Or ever. Who knows?
This doesn't mean that recording of cute stories for posterity will stop - I'll just be sharing them directly with Miles and Marshall through their own newly-created email addresses. I plan to give them the password whenever they are 18...or 16...or whichever milestone age they are when they can be amused and mortified simultaneously at my witty exposes. Genius idea, right? Not my genius, just whichever genius first posted it to Facebook or Pinterest or the Tweeterverse, plus the powers that be that conjured the gods to put it on my Newsfeed last week. It might not be so genius in 10-15 years when email is known as the floppy disk of the 2020s, but it's worth a shot.
If you're interested in sending the boys little snippets of time-travelling wisdom, just let me know and I'll hook you up with the future Messieurs Kahl and their email addresses.
Before I go, just one last photo dripping with cuteness. I love you, my handsome young men.
