Starting today

Today is my first attempt at blogging. I'm not sure I'm cut out to be a blogger, but the thought intrigues me. Are there enough interesting things during my day to make a post? I'm not sure. Today, my dear sweet son has begun to point with his arm when he wants to go in a certain direction. I love my son and love him in my arms. While some warn me of the dangers of spoiling him with too many hugs and kisses, the thought of the opposite; too few hugs and kisses frightens me. I'd much rather err on the side of too many, than too few. Afterall, how many are too many?