Where IS the other sock?

After several years of using Livejournal.com to try my hand at blogging, I've realized that I've failed miserably. LJ was the blog of choice when I was in college, but compared to other blogging sites out there, is not nearly as user friendly as some of the others. So, I've decided that it's time to let my LiveJournal blog come to a close; although, I will permanently link it so that I never lose the memories.

I am hoping that with a fresh start to a new blog, I can try to write more often. Facebook, now that everyone, even the grandparents and great-grandparents, are on it, is a fast, easy way to share a quote, memory, or picture. However, the posts are lost into cyberspace as quickly as they were posted there; and it's not the same as having a blog to look back on.

Maya was just born, so switching formats seems perfect right now; the Live Journal can be dedicated to five wonderful years where Alex was my only child, as that was written as a narrative to him. I now have two kids and need to attempt to capture the memories of both within the blog!

Maya has fit right into our family like she's been here all along. Alex is incredibly protective of her (a friend giggled at a face she was making today, and Alex said firmly, "Don't laugh at her, babies just make funny faces."). She has been smiling a lot, rolled over at her two month well visit last week, and giggled at dinner the other night (at which I shouted, "SHE LAUGHED!" and promptly scared her, so she is sure to never do it again).

Watching her "firsts" happen is of course exhilarating, but it's definitely different the second time around; with a first child you want all the firsts to keep coming, I think. With the second, I'm more apt to want it to slow down.

Alex and I just finished reading Stuart Little last night. I didn't really remember the storyline other than that it involved a mouse, so we really experienced the book together. Well, about a quarter through the book, Stuart befriends a bird named Margalo and he absolutely adores her. She is living with the Little's, until she hears that a cat has planned her attack and she flies the coop. The rest of the book is largely about Stuart's journey to look for her, and Alex and I wondered aloud several times if he would find her. We would finish a chapter and muse, "I wonder if Stuart will find Margalo."

Well, at the end of the book, Stuart asks a man sitting by the side of the road which way he should travel, and they decide that the best course is for him to go North. The book then abruptly ends with the notion that he was going to travel North and that he felt confident he was "going in the right direction."

Well, the lack of resolution did not sit well with Alex at all; in fact it brought him to tears. He had become so emotionally involved with the characters, which, at 5 and a half is a bit of a marvel (this is exactly what I'm studying as I'm obtaining my masters degree at Kutztown). He could not accept that there is not a "Stuart Little 2" (There's a "Little Mermaid 2" and "The Land Before Time 290129," after all). He cried and mourned the end of the book for about 10 minutes until I suggested that we write our own ending.

 So, that is what we did today. The words are Alex's, as is the illustration. It is below.

Seems like a perfect first entry, so I'll leave it at that. And, so as it is not forgotten, here is the link to the LiveJournal blog, which will always have been my first:

http://littleone2005.livejournal.com/