Beginning of a school - beginning a blog

As an avid journal writer - since I started in 4th grade in fact - this should be old hat. But the reality is as time went on and more things happen, the less time there is to maintain my lovely handwritten books. I have volumes. I wrote them to show my daughter that I knew just what she was going through. Yes, I had that foresight at the ripe old age of 9! And now, my oldest, a daughter, is 9. And I still find myself going back and reading and find that all those books I kept for her are making me remember what it was like to be a kid and what I went through. However, this poses a threat that I can compare my own thoughts and actions to what I experience as a mom with her. Not a good thing because kids these days are so different. I don't think it is in a good way either. But then again, I am sure my mom felt the same way ;)