"Isn't it kinda ironic that you're announcing this on your blog?" my nearly eight-year-old daughter asked me.

"You don't want me to tell people?"

"No, I do. I do!"

I started my blog when she was just three years old. She has witnessed me writing in the evenings and taking photos during the day. She has listened to my posts read out loud for years and always smiles when someone mentions her in the comments. I'm at that mommy blogging stage where I blog less and less about my children's personal lives because their stories are no longer always mine to tell. I can barely get one post published a week. Isn't it ironic that when I start to mute our lives, my daughter wants to announce her presence to the world from rooftops?

"Tell them, Mama! Tell your friends that I am now a blogger!!!"

It all started the day that I passed down my old Nikon to her.

"I'm already a good writer. I just need to improve my photo skills and I can be a blogger, like you."

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Geesh, Mama. We've been blogging in school since kindergarten. I know all the rules."

"There are rules to blogging?"

"Yes! Never say your real name or the place you live - that's what my teacher said is safe when being online." she started. Their blogging at school is answering questions to blog posts their teacher writes. Like "What is your favorite activity?" It's quite comical to check in. "Also, once you put something on the dot com it is there FOREVER, Mama. Forever! You have to make good decisions."

"That's great advice."

"So can I? Can I start a blog? Imagine how awesome it would be when I'm a teenager and I get to read all the things I wrote now."

My second grader knows more about blogging than I did when I started five years ago at the age of thirty. I'm honored to announce that today a blogger was born. Her "About Me" blurb took her twenty minutes to create only because she couldn't decide on what to write about herself. I am 7 years old. I am very talented. I love all animals. I absulotly love baking. I love to write and I just started taking pictures. Her first post took her about an hour to write. "Whoops. I'm glad I caught that spelling mistake." she laughed while constructing her sentences. "Whoops. That was a silly error!" she said and deleted an extra comma. I started to think that passing down my camera was a bad idea. If you have a moment, check out Lola's blog ohkiddos.blogspot.com. It took her seven minutes to come up with the title.

"Isn't it kinda ironic that you're announcing my blog, on your blog? Maybe I will do the same for you!"

Yes, a blogger was born today.