Why a blog about Piper? Why subscribe to a theory of piperism? Because this child will never have a baby book. I admire those moms with scrapbooking skills but that’s not who I am. Ask any of my sorority sisters, I couldn’t even puffy paint straight lines. I’m not crafty. I hardly even take photos and certainly not good ones.
But I can tell you a story. The story of Piper is the story of any child who is so loved that their antics beg documentation. At the end of this year I hope to press the print button and have stories I can give to Piper one day of the child she was and the person she became. Thanks for reading. Thanks for listening. I hope you enjoy piperism.
Mom! What are you talking about! You’re fine at arts & crafts. And if you really need a baby book that bad, I’d be happy to do it. You know me!
I don’t know where you got all of your crafty genes from, Isabelle, but it isn’t from your mother. I can hardly even use scissors. Your creativity astounds me. I try hard to stay out of your way. Baby book duty is all yours!
And I love that you love piperisms, Sasha!