Why are we here?

Once upon a time, a long long time ago, I kept a blog.  And it was good.  And by good, I mean that it was fun to write and a satisfying way to keep a record of my important thoughts and happenings.  It was 2007 and I had only squeezed two children out of my hoo-ha, so life was pretty manageable.

Ten years and two additional children later, and I have so many stories to tell.  Most of them have to do with poop.  Or cheese.

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