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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