In the fall of 1997, a cute college senior found his way into my heart and I was never the same. I, having not always been known for my stellar relationship choices, recognized ridiculously-close-to-perfection-as-humanly-possible when I saw it, and we were married 2 ½ years later. After the wedding, this cute boy moved me to Small Town America, and we have lived here ever since. I might add, I came here slightly kicking and screaming…I think my exact words were, “I will move there as long as you never give me grief for online shopping” or something equally shallow. Twelve years later, I am still online shopping and he is still as ridiculously close to perfect as humanly possible. The best part? He shared the love and now our home and Small Town America have 3 little people to watch make the world a better place. In this journey of parenthood, we have tried out many nicknames for these little people that we instantly became enamored with…and some of them stuck. The most prevalent in our home is “baby goose”. Just writing it makes me cringe a little at the sheer SOUTHERNESS of it all, but it is what it is. My three littles have answered to “baby goose” at the end of our sentences since they exited the womb. I would like to tell you that I do not sound as country as an egg when I say it, but that would be a bold-faced lie. Their daddy, on the other hand, sounds adorable and dignified. Of course he does.
The giggling geese…a place where I will share the joys, laughter, and fascination of parenthood. The place where being a mom is full-time job and there is no sugar-coating our lack of tangible paychecks. The place where childhood is celebrated, and Small Town America is embraced. And don’t forget…lots of online shopping!
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