I am only a few years into parenting, and I already feel I have forgotten countless details about my son’s early years. Sure I remember what he wore on Halloween, and what his favorite toy was at age one – but what about the little things? How am I going to remember the times he made us crack-up, or what he liked to munch on for lunch?
I’ve decided to keep a Kid Log – a ‘klog’ if you will. It’s not really a diary, as I’m not putting time stamps on each entry. Rather, I’ve decided to write a few paragraphs whenever I can, in the hopes that someday this will be meaningful to someone – my son, his kids, or even my senility.
I write about the simple things: The time he made a joke, or the time he got scared by my dinosaur roar. When he fell out of his chair during dinner, or how he carried around a yellow rubber frog for two weeks. These activities sound pointless, I know – but I’m hoping in 40 years (heck, even 10 years) they will seem priceless.
Start a Klog today, before those fleeting thoughts float away.