I’m a typical mother, I am. I have ups and downs, I make mistakes, and I have a variety of struggles. I’m a loud person in general, it can be annoying but I don’t really give a damn. I enjoy travel in and out of the country, I feel like memories are far more important than possessions, and laughter is the best medicine. I’m sarcastic, dry, and no nonsense… I don’t try to hide how I feel and I make no apologies for saying exactly what I’m thinking. One thing that I know for sure is that my kids, adopted, fostered, or bio, are loved fiercely.
Pretty is 19, she is feisty! She is a dreamer, a risk taker, and extremely fun. Adopted.
Flower is 18, she is attending U of A in Tuscon, AZ. She is competitive, strong, and a leader. Adopted.
Biscuit is 15, she is an overachiever, she is opinionated, and she is a back talk queen. She is also a cheerleader…watch out. Bio kid.
Blue is 14, she is smart and compassionate. She enjoys baking, travel, and participating in cheer. Adopted.
Boychild is 12, he is the only boy. He is into dirt bikes, Fortnite, and never allow anyone to be unkind to his sisters. Bio kid.
Bunny is 9, she is hysterical. She is quick witted, loves Batman, and has trouble listening. This lil’ firecracker is also a cheerleader. Bio kid.
Lemon is 6, she is a complete sourpuss. She is well on her way to superstardom, she is an eager reader in the first grade, and has followed her sisters footsteps into cheer! Bio kid.
Husband, he is hot. He is a business owner and is into all things Motorsport.