I was thinking tonight about the nature of this blog and why I am writing it.You know, from a search engine perspective, this is a private blog. That is to say, it's not crawled by the spiders of the internet, and, though hosted on a Google product, it will never appear in a Google search. Sometimes I think about making it public, just to see if I could get any feedbck on my fatherly ramblings, but everytime that this occurs to me it seems that the costs outweigh the benefits. The costs of such a move would be that I might begin to edit myself for a larger audience, and that eventually, a friend of one of Berit's (or Rowan's or Griffin's) might stumble upon this blog, causing untold emotional scarring for the aforementioned offspring of mine. Those are the potential costs, and they far outweigh the benefits of perhaps garnering attention for my musings.
I want, once again, to try to be more regular with these entries - to simply keep this as a log of my interactions with the kids, and not have it be driven by notable events like a hike that we took on Easter. I want to come in here and say this:
Rowan and Pam came home today from Spring trip. Rowan had good things to say about the mountain biking in Cortez, specifically, that when Griffin goes, I have to go on that Spring trip and ride the particular trails whose name escapes me right now. Rowan was reading about birth order and the characteristics of the children, and while the characteristics of the eldest child fit me, she doubted the applicability of those of the middle child to her experience. Rowan gave me a great big hug and she wanted to play one of her complicated fist bumping, hand slapping games with me that test my capacity to remember and repeat patterns.
Berit wanted to play football or basketball yesterday with Griffin and I, so we walked to the park and threw the football. It was excellent just to play around like that with her, something I do so rarely with Berit nowadays, but it seems as though I should do more. And OH MY GOD what an arm Berit has! She just drills the football straight at her target across distance. Better than me, I am hesitant to admit.
Tonight I learned the four chords - E, B, C#m, A - that are at the heart of numerous pop/rock songs as exhibited by a popular video by Axis of Awesome that Berit told me about. And guess what? Turns out that the song I really liked that Griffin sang at his choir concert is one of the songs on that pattern. So I played it with him singing it a few times tonight and it was really cool. It's called "Waving Flag" and it's by K'naan. After a few more practices, Griffin and I will YouTube it.
That's it. I want to do that, except on a more regular basis and sometimes with not a whole hell of a lot to say. Which is why I'm thinking of not sending out an automatic email with these blog posts. Because I don't want to think of any particular post as having to be worthy of an email to all the adults in my immediate family. And then you could just keep this url on your radar. Bookmark it. Add it to your favorits, and just stop by now and again to see what I've thrown in here. Maybe if you come to the blog, then you'll comment. That would be a plus too. Just a heads up. Unless I get too much push back from the anachronistic ones telling me that they are in fact incapable of adding this blog to their favorites/booksmarks (I want to be able to make typos!), I'm thinking I may do that.
Funny. This is the longest blog post I've penned in a long time.
