Tyler (my honey) and I started dating when we were 19 and have been married for over ten years.
We met when we were in high school and were “just friends” for a very long time before we realized we had fallen for each other. For me, all the signs pointed to him – he is a Catholic like me, he always wanted a big family, and he loves me for who I am.
Like any other couple, we’ve had good times and bad, but we always stick together no matter what. And our faith in God has been monumental in making our marriage what it is today.
So let me introduce everyone:
My husband, Tyler, fiercely loves his family and his faith, hunting, and the Chicago Cubs. His full-time job is maintenance at our home parish, but he’s also a political twitterer @illini_red.
We are the parents to five children, ages 9 and under.
TT, our oldest, has always been a very pensive kid, is kind of shy, and a lover of books. He has a stuffed tiger named Hobbes, and they go on adventures daily. He says he wants to be a Catholic priest when he grows up, “if God calls me to it.”
Peach, age 7, is one of the shyest kids in her second grade class, but she’s a leader at home. She loves babies and animals and anything glittery. She isn’t afraid of anything, except talking to people.
V, almost 6, is our little social butterfly. She started Kindergarten this year, and has adjusted so easily, making new friends the first day. She is a performer and loves talking to people and making them laugh.
Skeeter, age 3, is LOUD. She tells anyone who listens that shetakes dance and is always trying to keep up with the older kids. She can ride a bike (with training wheels) already and can be the boss of anybody. She changes costumes around 5 times a day depending on her mood
Godzilla, almost 2, is jut starting to make sense when he talks, and he’s a snuggler. He’s into EVERYTHING right now, and no Tupperware in my house is safe. He follows his dad around everywhere and loves IceBreakers mints.