Even as It All Goes By

Not long ago my scrapping friend Helen and I were talking about blogging, and why she needed a blog of her own, really. She said she thought it was the idea of being able to record little daily details that was drawing her in. She's right, of course. It's such a perfect way of capturing those little moments, the ones you think you'll remember, but know you'll forget.

Last week, for example, I was about to open the kitchen door  when I realised I could hear a heated discussion about music practise going on inside. I was wondering if I really had just heard the words But you don't need your jeans to practise your flute  when the door opened and The Small One crashed through. She was holding the gathered remains of the top of her trousers round her person with one hand and the elastic from the waistband of said trousers in the other hand. But she managed to keep her dignity and I managed to keep my face straight as she made her way up the stairs. And soon the sound of the flute came drifting over the bannister. Obviously normal service had been resumed.

I have another birthday page today, and another reason to thank Helen. When I mentioned that birthday highlights for a 15 year old seemed to involve excellent cake and a lengthy session with Facebook, she suggested I make a layout with room for some of the favourite Facebook messages. So I have. Thanks Helen!

Today I'm Loving...Cate's blog header and this post about the changes in her children. Isn't it clever?