Happy 4th Blogiversary To Me

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Today marks my 4-year Blogiversary. I started blogging back when people said, "You blog? Is that a sport? A mental illness? Never heard of that." We've come a long way -- now there's a word for blog anniversaries.

I will celebrate by not giving away fabulous prize. Actually, I think you are supposed to send me gifts. Instead, I will take you back down my memory lane (I know, I know, your dream come true) to my first blog post. Shooooooot, I don't think they even had DVRs back then.

September 26th, 2006

So we did it. Or I did it. Started a blog. I will send Shiloh the link. Doesn't everyone care about what the Hagens are doing?
Shoooot. I joined myspace and now this. One might think I have too much time on my hands. Elijah is in the kitchen eating his tofu and soy sauce right now (I hope) or decorating the kitchen with it. Lydia is napping (I hope) or smearing poop all over the walls... nah ... she is not old enough for that yet. She is just over 4 months old now and making plenty of noise and smiling all the time. It's good stuff. Did somebody say mullet?

And Elijah - he is as classic as ever. I think there is going to be some blogging (is that a word yet?) of just Elijahisms because they happen often. Just the other day we were on a walk and saw a poodle. And of course, he had to ask "What kind of dog is that Mommy?"
"A poodle." I answered patiently as if it wasn't the ELEVEN THOUSANDTH question he asked me that day ... or that hour.
"Do they poo mommy?"
"Yep."
I guess I should feel honored with all the questions he asks me. He must think I know everything. When does that end? He loves motorcycles and every time one passes us (even if it is zooming by at 90 mph) he asks me what kind of motorcycle it is. Being the motorcycle expert that I am I choose between the only 2 I know of - Harley or Arlen Ness (don't even know how to spell it). I have added BMW to the mix (although he insists on calling it a BOW because "I WANT TO CALL IT A BOW!") and Yamaha.

Elijah is a great big brother. He has not really tried to hurt Lydia and he has only tried to give her popcorn once. Like a page from the book, "He's Just Not That Into You" Elijah likes his sister, but he does not want a committed relationship with her. I'll take it.

Speaking of committed relationships, Shiloh and I have been married for 8 1/2 years now. WOW. We bond over cribbage and a few shows (Prison Break, The Office, Lost, 24). He and Elijah recently got buzzes. I cried. I was so used to seeing Elijah looking like a girl, I mean, a coolio surfer/skater dude or...check the photo. Maybe he is destined to be a rocker. And check out Dad in that photo. Maybe he is destined to be a ... teeth model?








And perhaps our girl Lydia can be a lip model.
Now where does that leave me? I guess you could say I am a big, bad, blogging, Bruin mama.


That's all for now folks.
Blog On,
Wendy
P.S. I recently read the book Blue Like Jazz by Donald Miller and I highly recommend it. A quick and easy read yet very poignant. (Let me add that I don't agree with everything thing he says or does, but there is a lot of good stuff in here. I was challenged and convicted.) Pin It Now!

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