Going Private

While pondering the pros and cons to taking our blog private at 3 a.m. this morning during a Bird feed, Sienna snapped out of her slurpified stupor, looked at me and with four coughs emitted an ocean's-worth of milk. I took it as a sign, like, "Yeah, Mom, I think it's time." Whatever you take away from a giant sized baby barf is your business; what I took away is that it's time to cut loose any chance of creepiness surrounding the family blog. I know this means we will no longer have the same readership as People magazine, but I promise it will remain just as juicy.

If you want in, email me at martha dot h dot ware at gmail dot com (does anyone know if writing an email address out like that really keeps the spammers away? Like I said, just trying to do my part in keeping the creeps on the outs). If you don't see this post in time, you may get an invite anyway because I like to keep my hopes high that all the friends I've ever had check this thing at least once yearly.

See you on the inside!