All about me

Okay, so I made my page look pretty in my favorite color and font.  Now what?  I started this blog to have a place to write about all the cute and funny things that happen in my life but I am compelled to start it with a boring bio about me.  I can't just start in the middle, right?  Well, here goes it: 

I'm a wife to my husband who adores me as much as I adore him, which I think is the perfect amount. :)  I'm a mom to three sons, currently ages 9, 7 and 3 and a daughter who will be 2 in less than a week.  I'm unsure whether I should mention their names or refer to them by age and sex.  The internet is tricky business.  One on hand, I'm not sure anyone will really read this.  On the other hand, some creepo out there might find my love for all things housewife-y appealing and stalk me.  You never know....

Maybe I'll make up fake names the kids.  That would be fun.  Then the people who actually know me in person would call and ask, "Which one is Horace again?".  Or I could come up with names that match a characteristic of theirs. I'll try that. 

My 9 year old boy is very sweet and loving.  He thinks and feels very deeply.  He can talk your ear off and has a hard time paying attention when something doesn't interest him but he is very bright.  He has a wonderful sense of humor and makes me laugh daily.  When he grows up, he wants to be an artist...or a professional video game player.  Because of his humor, I will refer to him as Charlie, after Charlie Chaplin.

My 7 year old boy is more quiet and reserved.  He just sort of glides through life, making good grades and behaving well in school.  He has a great sense of humor in a quiet sort of way.  At night, I'll tell him I love him and he'll reply, "Okay".  Then he laughs and his face tells me that he loves me back.  He wants to be a scientist when he grows up.  I will call him Isaac, as in Isaac Newton. 

My 3 year old boy is 3 going on 25.  He was recently introduced to his new favorite drink, coffee (decaf of course).  No one in this house drinks coffee except for him.  Also, he will quietly stand beside me and wait for me to ask if he wants a sip of my Coke Zero or wait beside my husband for a sip of iced tea.  His trademark move is a thumbs up.  He may be too shy to say hello but he gives his approval with his thumb.  If you are really lucky, you'll get double thumbs up.  Because of his love for coffee, he will be referred to as Maxwell, or Max for short.

My 2 year old daughter gives the boys a run for their money.  People ask me if she can hold her own with all the boys and I reply that she not only holds her own, she puts the boys on the defense.  She's a firecracker in a tutu, a princess with food on her face.  She is a little mommy, helping me clean and dragging her baby doll everywhere.  He favorite baby doll never wears clothes and at times has random limbs missing.  Recently, she lost an eye.  Just like a mother, she still loves her baby doll, despite the fact that she's looking quite scary these days.  My little girl will be referred to as Princess Penelope, or Penny for short.

Hmmm...this post has become all about my kids, instead of all about me, as titled.  Here is me in a nutshell.  Above all things, I love God.  I strive to live my life in a way that mirrors His love.  I don't like to be preachy or pushy.  I believe that I have found so much happiness in living this way and that in itself is a reflection of God's love.  Believe what I do or don't.  Everyone is on their own path and I am not the judge of anyone but myself.

I am a fairly traditional person who was born in a wrong decade.  While I consider myself modern in style and dress as well as a love for modern technology, I am traditional in thought.  I strive to make a welcoming and loving home for my family.  I enjoy taking care of them.  I take pride in preparing a good meal and keeping things running smoothly.  I have become a bit obsessive-compulsive in this though.  When things are messy, I cannot relax.  When things are in order, my life feels in order.  I try to let things go sometimes but it's hard.  I thought I might have a panic attack on Christmas morning, with wrapping paper strewn all about, but I managed.

This "About Me" segment would not be complete without mentioning my other half, my husband.  Where do I even start?  We are so in love with each other.  After 10 years of marriage, we are more in love than we ever thought we could be.  We still enjoy waking up next to each other and spending as much time together as possible. Every two weeks or so, we go out on a date.  We complete each others sentences and laugh at jokes that no one else gets.  We get each other.

I could talk all day and not begin to express my gratitude towards my husband.  Monday through Friday, he gets up and commutes an hour and a half to work so we could live in a better place to raise kids.  He comes home tired but still makes time to give each of us his attention.  We make the very best of the weekends, often spending the whole time doing things together as a family.  He is also very grateful for everything I do for our family. He reminds me of that daily.  Neither of us truly exists without the other.   

Okay, that's enough of the sappy stuff.  I hope you enjoy reading about me and my family as we journey through this thing called life.