Video Killed the Radio Star and Facebook Killed the Blog

First of all, for the Colton record books: presumably days before his legs were going to be sticking between the slats, Max announced that he would no longer be sleeping in his crib, it was time for the big boy bed.  We'll never know what prompted that choice, heaven knows it wasn't me.  I had been encouraging that move for quite a while.  And not long after I had completely given up hope for a switch before his 4 birthday (his previously declared deadline), he made his move.

We got Spiderman sheets in celebration, at his request.  And all is well in the boys room these days.

Second of all, it has been brought to my attention that this blog needs a new name.  I really had no foresight when I originally created it.  And I guess I didn't learn my lesson when I renamed it the second time.   So it's time for name number 3. Max isn't little anymore and Finn has joined the ranks. I'd love to just ponder a minute and come up with something clever myself, but if I haven't made it clear enough, I'm wading through some serious brain fog these days.  I won't tell you how I forgot to put the van in park and had to chase it down the driveway or completely forgot about Luke's doctor appointment. So that's where you come in. Hopefully.

This used to be a place where I could ask for advice or input or even just tell a story and you guys talked back.  Nowadays, I could probably announce that I grew a full size Siamese twin and all that would happen is a chorus of crickets chirping and maybe a tumbleweed would blow by.

But don't worry I'm not bitter.

Dan tries to reassure me and say it's because people don't blog anymore. That we should blame Facebook.  I can see that.  If nobody's out there reading, that's fine.  That would feel better than the alternative, because if you are still out there, it kind of feels like you all are laughing at me from the shadows.

Maybe I should start posting tutorials on making home decor out of old toilet paper rolls that you can pin on Pinterest.  Or putting ads on my sidebar and hosting contests and giveaways.  Which could be cool except I don't know how to make decor out of toilet rolls and I have nothing to give away.

Maybe I'll just keep doing what I'm doing.  Yeah, that sounds good.

Hopefully, you can tell this was written with my tongue in my cheek. Seriously though, I don't write for comments (the real reason I blog was explained back here), but to those of you who talk back now and again: Thank you, you make blogging a little more fun :)

So I'm opening up my vulnerabilities and asking:

Do you have any ideas for a new name for this blog?

If nobody's out there, then I am asking in vain.  But if you are out there, dust off your blogger account, sign back in, and help a girl out.

Otherwise, I might have to resort to Facebook and that just doesn't seem right.