I do remember when I was in high school, whenever I got home from school, I’d search the house until I found my mom (I’m the oldest of 5), and she’d often be in the kitchen or in her sewing room, and I’d tell her all about my day. She always acted like what was going on in my life was really important, and I want to do that for my kids.

I also always had to wake them up when I came home from dates. My curfew was midnight, so I’d walk a few steps into their room and talk to them as they lay in bed. It always ended the evening right, you know?

I actually have 2 separate blogs. I am by no means a writer and could never make my family blog as eloquent as your blog is. Sometimes i am just proud of myself for knowing and understanding the words on your blog. I use my personal blog to post my whacky thoughts. And trust me… They are whacky.

“I’m getting a drink of water!” “I’m going to the bathroom!” “I need to put on some socks cuz my feet are cold!”

Aaaarrrrggghhh!!!!!

As you can tell, some don’t grow out of it– like me. I liked Laura Williams comment. It describes me and Danny perfectly. But I’m not always chatty with everyone– just some people. and on some subjects. lol

Just wait, you’ll get boys one day and once they pass the walking milestone it’s like they don’t have a deceleration mode. My boys run circles through the living room and kitchen. They probably run as much as Gabbers talks.

First, Jared — I absolutely fear for my sanity when puberty starts hitting these girls. The year each goes through 7th grade, I will probably need to be medicated. (I wonder if your wife appreciates all the pre-training your sisters did on you?) Oh, and the school lunch. Why is what they ate the most memorable part of the day? Why?

Brittney — Yes, I definitely want to have essays mixed in with the daily happenings, or essays about daily happenings or something. My favorite books growing up were all of the Anne of Green Gables and L.M. Montgomery’s other novels and short stories, and many of them are simple, everyday record-type books. Fiction, of course, but not crazy plots or anything.

I think (hope) that most women think about things other than what’s satirized on Seriously, So Blessed, but when we’re stuck (or blessed) in this situation of 24/7 mothering, sometimes it is hard to step back and think of other things. Not really. I think a lot about other things, otherwise I’d go crazy, but those disjointed thoughts too-rarely end up in some coherent writing. It’s the step of making the thoughts presentable to the world that takes time and energy that is sometimes not left over after everyone at home is taken care of. You know?

The school thing is weird, too. It’s like they spend all day talking to the other kids, so they have less to say at home? Esp. about school. Sally was also a late-ish reader, but once she hit 6 1/2 she started Harry Potter and we didn’t see her for a couple months. Now she reads all the time, and that cuts back on the talking too.

I’m terrifed of what reports will get sent home when my 5 year old goes to Kindergarten in the fall. She is incapable of shutting her mouth.

Totally agree. About this and the Adam Sandler movie. Definitely one I’ll actually spend money on.

I love your blog how it is. I’ve told Jared that I would like ours to be more essays(?) then what have my kids done today because I feel like there’s more to me then just my kids. However, the fact is that my kids are a very important part of my life also and I don’t want to cut them out by doing a separate blog then our family blog.

I got the reference and I think your title is a good match for your blog. I also think the real problem is the word “mommy blog.” It drives me crazy to look at my families blogs who only ever blog about there kids. I have a hard time believing that’s the only thing going on in their lives/minds. I think mommy blogs should be more like yours and it’s just unfortunate that moms don’t acknowledge they do have a brain and can use it.

I have literally TENS of male readers who are not related to me.

Maybe we should have national not-obvious-readership-by-gender de-lurker day.

I’m really not trying to be a “mommyblogger,” but I do think about mommy/parenthood things a lot, and I do think they are extremely significant. So.

My blog title actually is a play on that great Bill Murray movie What About Bob? As motherhood can drive you crazy in record time. But the other day (I guess it was on the beginning of February, but I just dvr’d it) I watched Groundhog Day and realized again how perfect it is. Changing urls is a big commitment, but that movie combined with my chagrin at having an exclusive-ish sounding word like “mom” in the title is enough for me to give it some serious thought.

You aren’t the only one.

And why be defensive? We’re parents too.

I hope that Felix does what one of my nieces did – narrate really funny play when she thinks nobody is listening. All my sister’s daughters (3 of them) are talkers and the boys kind of blend silently into the background. It’s a loud, and estrogen-filled, house.