Growing Up

My little guy is growing up. He came into the world at barely 6 lbs, a tiny helpless thing, and now, sitting next to him on our front porch, looking at his feet next to mine, it makes me both sad and happy to be struck with how grown-up he already is.

Me

This is me. Ok, so I’ve introduced you to my boys, but I haven’t really told you about me. Probably because I’m not very good at it. I’m Wendy. Hi. Nice to meet you! I’m a brown-haired, blue-eyed, 30-ish gal who is still trying to figure herself out. I’m a bit shy, I think too much, I’m emotional, intensely loyal, creative, very un-conventional in some ways and rather normal in others. I’m a bit boring, sometimes impulsive, very loving, slightly crunchy, and a bit of a plain Jane. I like Indie Rock and rap music, love goofy buddy comedies and visually stunning romantic foreign films. I’m a wife, mother, friend and dreamer. Thanks for reading!

The boys

I'm lucky to spend my days with two fantastic little boys. Would you like to meet them?



The Owl is currently 4 1/2 years old. He is wise beyond his years, intense, intensely sweet and loving, inquisitive, imaginative, animal lover, nature lover, button pusher, fiercely independent, spirited, huggable, animated, thoughtful.


The Tiger is 20 months old. He is wild, determined, full of energy, all boy, lover of anything with wheels, kissy and snuggly only when sleepy, big brother's shadow, animated, curious, climby, and free spirited.