This is the toughest page for me to write...I will try to break myself down as best I can.

I live on the prairies of Canada, and love the wide open spaces and never ending sky. In never ceases to inspire me. I also hate the cold and live in flip flops, mmm, hmm.

I grew up in a Christian home without a TV, maybe this is why I always had a pencil and paper in hand. I would draw and doodle every night into the wee hours.

I also come from a family where I am the eldest of 6 kids, and loved growing up in a large family, there was always so much going on and rarely a dull moment.

I used to work---before kids. I was a dental technician and loved my job! I still miss it, the challenges, the gratification of a job well done and the great people. However, I have never been much of a routine keeper and find that scheduling anything is a challenge so my artist pace with the creativity striking at 2 am suits me now just fine.

Now I stay at home with our kids while Dave brings home the steady bacon, he is my best friend, my balance. We differ so much from each other it is sometimes a miracle we can make it work but despite our battles and struggles we still run to each others arms and lean on each other through it all.

That being said I have to admit that staying home with kids has been a lot tougher than I thought it would be. I had this vision of a clean and orderly house and cute 50’s-60’s dresses. Perfect hair and make-up and proper children with nary a tuft of hair out of place. Always a gourmet meal on the table and of course I would have the cutest apron’s ever!

Ha....what a dream! That is just not my reality, truth is I would probably be miserable if it was, I am not structured like that. I thrive on creating and that is not a clean or orderly task.

Our house is always a mess in one area or another and crafts are always on the go. I do love to cook but sometimes it doesn’t even happen. Sometimes we are strategizing as Dave walk through the door as to how we can convince him to take us out.

It seems that I really never get caught up around the house but I think that the picture we live in is far more fun and realistic than trying to be too neat and tidy. For us anyway. A few folks might just throw a mini panic attack when they come over and I might get judged a little harshly for it but you can love me or leave it. Poor Dave, he really knows about that!

And then there are the endless photo’s. I rarely picked up a camera until I had kids. Now it is an extension of my arm and I regularly take around 300 photos a day. I have blown an external hard drive and crashed my computer a few times with massive uploads but I cannot bear to miss a moment. I want to cherish and remember it all. Someday when I am old gray and living in my tree house I  hope to sit back in my hammock swing with my lap top and relive them all. 

And now to top off the chaos of raising three little ones and having a studio in my should be dining room space we have decided to take the plunge and homeschool.  This was a debated decision with most of the talking going on in my own head. How can I structure a teaching time when I cannot even get the laundry put away? Time will tell. If you are the praying type feel free to send a few up on my behalf. I most likely need it!