I grew up in the suburbs of North County St. Louis, Mo. In an all-American family: with a dedicated working dad and homemaking mom, a brother and 2 sisters. I played softball, soccer, and tennis and faithfully attended church. My grandma lived with us and brought her giant upright piano when she moved in. Thus, I took piano lessons. We ate home cooked meals together most nights of the week crowded around a little table in the tiny eat-in kitchen. The 1/4-acre lot on which our house sat was the place I learned to ride a bike, accused my brother of cheating at backyard ball games, and hosted high school friends for epic spades battles. Our vacations consisted of camping with the ski boat and road trips to see extended family.
My husband, Chris, and I were college sweethearts. We married the summer after his graduation and before my senior year.
We’ve added 4 children to our family, 8 laying hens, a kitten, and a hardy carnival-won goldfish. We have lived in 1 apartment and 6 houses in 5 different Missouri counties.