I'm a Catholic wife, mother, writer, and a really, really slow runner.
To learn more head over to my About Me page.
He's my Massachusetts born and raised husband. After he finished his Master's in Theology we moved across the country (twice) so that he could attend Law School. When he isn't working long hours, he cheers for all the New England teams and didn't appreciate my jokes about any of those teams losing when we first met (I have since learned that the possibility of the Red Sox losing is not a joking matter).
(aka Sadie Kate)
Our nine year old ballerina, she loves dancing, riding horses, and leading the pack of kids running around the back yard. She is voracious reader, an amazing story teller, and the greatest big sister. She has dreamed of being a nun since she was three and still talks about it frequently today. Her favorite subject in school is religion. And sometimes I wonder how I gave birth to such an extroverted kid.
(aka Maggie, Mae Bae, Mae)
Because when you have a big sister, there's a good chance that she's going to give you a whole bunch of nicknames...
Maggie is seven (!) and is constantly on the go. She loves mermaids and has never met an adventure that she wasn't ready to meet head on. She is a master escape artist and I'm convinced that someday she'll test out security systems to expose their weaknesses. She is an expert at destroying locks.
(Grumpy Baby, Jamsey)
James will be three in October. He is incredibly sweet and easy going, although he does have a reputation for grumpiness since he makes the funniest faces whenever my phone is pointed in his general direction. He loves running around with his brother and sisters and giving Tessie kisses. He does not love it when Tony the Chihuahua steals food out of his hands. Sometimes it's tough being tiny.
Tessie is determined to keep up with her big brothers and sisters, which can be a little tough since she's only one year old. She loves cuddling the chihuhua, spicy foods, and anything with garlic.
Our sweetly hyper black and tan coonhound.
A tiny chihuahua who is afraid of just about everything other than the family and Marta.
The brave hunter that saved us from the mouse invasion of the winter of 2013. While now retired from hunting (since our new house doesn't have a mouse infestation) he spends his nights bossing around the dogs and yowling.