I'm the wife. I'm the mom. I'm the historian.

So this one time I started a blog. Not a big deal. In fact it was pretty lame. I just needed a way to keep our memories up to date.

I think I obsess over memories. Wow, I'm making realizations right and left. Woohoo. Maybe I obsess over them because I have such fond ones. Maybe it's because I feel like my past was well documented. Perhaps it's because I adore reminiscing with the people I love and crave the fits of laughter that usually follow. Pictures, videos, words... My favorites. I could reminisce for hours. Seriously, hours.
I wanted that for Kyle and I as we started our journey. I want that for my growing family. Kyle thinks I'm ridiculous sometimes, but I know he appreciates the documentation in the end. As long as I'm not "missing the moment" by being trapped behind a lens, he appreciates it. Hey, he appointed me family historian. (Okay, maaaaaybe I was self-appointed)
So that's what this is. A memory keeper. So anytime you want a glimpse of the going-ons in this Underwood life, take a look. And say hello.
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