so... its late and i cant sleep, and i though maybe i would peruse some blogs, look for some art inspiration or what have you. turns out the whole universe is using the blog-o-sphere for a f'ing baby book. seriously? is your computer easier to carry around with you and your pet-kid than a book and a pen? i mean come on.... i know i have one of these stupid things, and hell, turns out i'm writing on it more and more, and oh wow is it easy to put photos on... but what the hell happens when your kid is 20, you just died... and all they want is to .... caress the key board of your computer that died 18 years ago, and read your not so hand written notes about their child hood?
i mean, i get it, pictures, writings, etc. easy. in one place. and in this age of digital, it's virtually free, no paying for printing pictures, but then again, what happens when the computer is full, or the site disappears..... forever, dun dun dun
my parents kept a baby book for me, and taped photos in there, the wrist band from the hospital, my first opera ticket that really was my dad's... cause i was clearly on his lap.
it's touching, and TANGIBLE. (i cry nearly every time i read something in it)
stupid computers.
ug.
good thing i write in my notebook more than this crazy contraption.
and i can only hope they will still be making books and pens and tape to keep a book for my kid (s) one day.
geez
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