"Maybe amorrow"

Ten years ago my adorable and long awaited for son, Austin, would regularly ask me if we could go to Target to get a toy. I would have taken him every day if not for the spoiling thing that would have inevitably occurred. So, trying to instill good values early and avoiding his droopy eyed plea, I would say to him, "not today bud". But never did he complain about my answer which surprised me every time. Instead, he would ever so slightly nod his head and respond," ok, maybe amorrow". He was four then. I guess I have adopted that phrase of his because I have been saying that to myself for years about journaling my own life. Maybe tomorrow I will start. Take notes now. Save the funny stuff. Document the comments and mixed up words. All the I love yous and all the I hate yous. The kisses good night. The, what they did that day, events. The out of the mouths of babes comments. All the morning and evening rituals. Their embarrassments and accomplishments. Their smells. Their smiles. Their tears. What was I waiting for? Tomorrow? I now have a 20 year old daughter going abroad in a few weeks. A senior daughter, almost 18, who is taller than me and 14 year old son who will be in Drivers Ed soon and starting high school this Fall. What happened? Did I forget about tomorrow? I'm done. It's today now and I want to remember and am willing to share the most wonderful memorable events that happen in my every day life. I do not want to forget. Though I am not a typer (old school) lol I will hunt and peck till I get it out there. No more excuses. Blogging is new and I am learning. So, there. I am starting today and already feel great that I have my first entry. No more "amorrow" for me. I did it!