Well Hello there. Fancy meeting you here I say. Well I'm Libbie, and to be honest I hate writing a short bio of myself because really what can one say about themselves honestly. I mean either I make myself sound like a saint or I come off sounding like a self loathing lunatic. At times I find myself trying way to hard and sounding like a Shakespearian rewrite saying something like " I am Elizabeth Grace, born to Mother Rose and Father Randall. Sister to....." and you see where I am going with that. Ugh,how do people write these things without sounding totally pompous. There are totally just the facts. I'm a mother of two, and Aunt to Three. A woman who married young but doesn't regret it...yet I'm not sure I would totally recommend it. I grew up in a very small town in Washington State a "town so nice they named it twice." Yes that is our town motto. I am the daughter of a retired police officer (my Dad) and a deaf educator (my mom). My parents divorced when I was really young so I wasn't able to know that the life I was living wasn't completely normal, which meant that it wasn't until I grew up and started dating that it hit me that people who marry should at least like each other. I completely have the mouth of a drunken salior, the spelling ability of a preschooler, and the intellect of college professor search for tenor. Other than that I am pretty much your typical starved for attention, overly dramatic middle child, stuck between an older brother who hates the camera and a younger sister who tends to do this when you point one at her...

For the record this look is very fitting of her. My biggest memory involves her yelling out GRASSHOPPERS!! in the middle of the night...yes you should ask her about that. Also if you ever get the chance you should ask her house she learned about sex because yeah that story is priceless

I was one of those rare type of kids. You know the type. The small town kid that loves being a small town kid. While the rest of the world around them is itching to grow up and move out they're completely happy living right where they are. Well that was me. I was happy right where I was. I got my very first camera when I was just four years old. A beautiful pink Barbie Toy camera that took 110 roll film. It was totally meant to last only as long a child's attention span. Which if you're a mother you know that's not long. Yet mine lasted 10 years and was only discarded after a spring holding the back latch on the back broke and my father refused to fix it, forcing it into the yard sale bin and out of my broken heart forever...not that I still hold a grudge.
By the time I reached high school taking pictures was all I ever really wanted to do and I felt like everything else just got in the way of that.
After high school I stayed in Washington to go to college and planned on getting a degree in communications eventually ending up in some fancy smancy (is that even a word) photo journalist job but things didn't go as planned. While home visiting on Spring Break (yes I went home for spring break) I met this damn good looking man (yes I was shallow and his looks caught my eye first) next thing I know we were married.

You might be surprised to learn that as it turns out I went and married one of those other kids. The kid who couldn't wait to get out of his home town. A kid who joined the Air Force hoping it would take him as far away from his home town as possible and well around the world and back again I would say it worked. He may sound a little rough around the edges but don't let my husband fool you at the bottom of this Mr. fix it, know it all, man of random information beats the heart of a true romantic. Our first daughter came into our life just a little over nine months after we were married.

Big Bird is smart, sassy, and full of spunk. She is also the record holder of random facts and information, not to mention one of the most beautiful creatures God ever created. Just two years after the birth of Big Bird our second child was born.

I'm not even sure what words I would use to try and sum up Little Bird. To be perfectly honest she's one you'd have to meet to believe. They both have earned themselves the nicknames of Big Bird and Little Bird for the simple reason that they are messy, never clean up after themselves and they feel they have some strange right to make stuff out of random things they find laying around.

We were given the gift of a golden lab who in all sense of the word has taken over our lives completely back in 2006 just a few months before we left for a tour of Germany. She's pretty lucky to even still be alive because seriously I'm not gonna lie the dog is a monster, fully earning her nickname Monster Dog but I love her....I would say we love her but I think I might be the only one.

Now years later we are still stomping up the mountain top trying to get from point A to point B. We have moved around a lot and we've seen so many great places that you can't wake up in the morning and not feel blessed to be part of this life we call ours. Sure it may not be as perfect as I thought it would be when my Grandpa handed me that Pink Barbie camera but it certainly has been fun, amazing, and totally worth it and though I hate to sound totally cliché but it may not be a perfect life but it's our life.