Dear Blog,

 I do really love you.  It's true.  And I desire to update you on a regular basis.  But obviously, it's just not happening.  You see, the truth is that I've become keenly aware of the fact that there are only 24 hours in a day.  And I have to be careful about how I use them.  And there are these three little people (and their daddy) that are a priority for me.  

I'd much rather spend time with them doing things like this...

...and this.

And watch them play follow the leader...

...and enjoy people movers.

I'd rather eat really expensive, fancy desserts, like Napoleons and eclairs, with them at the Pavilion Cafe

while I drink coffee, of course.

I'd rather see them enjoy watching (and almost fall) into fountains...

...and be outside when the sky looks like this...

...and pretend to be tigers...

...and learn about mammals.

O.K. so I'd rather not experience any more earthquakes with them, while exploring DC, or anywhere, for that matter.  But I was glad we were together for the experience, that's for sure!

I'd rather see helicopters circling the Washington Monument with them, though.  That part was cool.

So you see, bloggy, my dear, you've been dropped waaaaaaaay down to the bottom of the priority list.  (As if you didn't already know.)  I'd much rather live life and make memories than document every last detail. 
And I love my family more than you. 
There. 
I said it.  

I will update you, when inspired to do so and when there is time.  And I WILL NOT feel guilty for neglecting you.  It won't matter much to me, in 11 or so years, when Amelie turns 18, that you've been neglected.  It would matter, however, if she or Violet or Linus had lacked attention from me, because of you.  I've learned this lesson the hard way and I'm just trying to be honest here.  So, I'll see you around, Tulipa Murillo. 
Eventually.