|Occupation||growing up to be like Him.|
|Location||a little roost on the, prairies, Canada|
|Introduction||Just a home makin', home schoolin' prairie chick. Mama of 6, wife of one, I consciously strive to live a simple life; tendin' my roost, trainin' my brood and searching out God's purposes and plans for me amidst soap suds, laundry hampers, sippy cups and runny noses. Life is precious. I consider this earthly existence a mere prologue to the great things He has prepared for those who love Him and are called according to His purpose.|
|Interests||Family, Friends, Gardening, History, Home-making, Home-schooling, Literature, Photography, Poetry, Scrapbooking, Writing, Theology|
|Favorite Movies||Sense and Sensibility, Pride and Prejudice, My Fair Lady, Fiddler on the Roof, The Blind Side.|
|Favorite Music||Priscilla Ahn, Steve Bell, Andrea Bocelli, Michael Buble, Jack Johnson, Bebo Norman, Fernando Ortega, Alli Rogers, Kathryn Scott, Van Morrison, The Weepies|
|Favorite Books||The Bible, The Velveteen Rabbit, Old Yeller, The Jesus I Never Knew, anything by L.M. Montgomery, Louisa May Alcott, Jane Austen, C.S. Lewis, James Herriot|
Lionesses have no manes. How do they know when they've grown up?
When they wake up one morning to the responsibility of providing victuals for their mate and babies and do constant damage control over said babes while said mate is napping and digesting said victuals.