So, I got a little bored. I did something a little crazy.

This whole mommy thing has been getting me down of late. Don't get me wrong. I love my kids. I am happy I get to stay at home with them, and read to them, and play with them, and answer their many, many, many questions. But sometimes they just aren't that intellectually stimulating. I mean, right now, we are talking about what freckles are, and Rollie is attempting to count all of the freckles on my arm. I know. You are wishing you could nod your head like a genie and suddenly be sitting in my chair. If only for a moment.

So, when I saw a week ago that Metroblogging Atlanta was accepting new authors, I jumped at the chance to do something new, something different, something not about my kids. So, what is my first post about? Trips to the Atlanta Zoo. With the kids.

But really, this is supposed to be about my city, and so my posts will have to be about Atlanta, not about Rollie and Matilda. That was part of the allure, and part of the challenge. The change and challenge of writing about something other than the all-consuming parenthood. But isn't it fun that I get to look at the city I was born in through the eyes of my children? I think I will be looking at Atlanta, and at my own life with Todd and Tiller and Rolls, a little differently now.