Wednesday is my three year old daughter and I am able to type, sew, craft, read, cook and bake "Until Wednesday Calls". She is my reason for waking in the morning. I love her to bits and pieces. She is a diva all the way. She loves to play dress up, perform for friends and family (And the odd strangers at the bus stop), she loves her Barbie dolls and making them dress up and perform. She is rarely seen imitating domestic activity but positively glows when using glue and glitter. She is a three-nager and sometimes you can hear our battle of wills in the next room but the self discovery (both hers and mine) is worth more than all the
Ron AKA The Mister. He is the reason I can be a stay at home mom taking care of Wednesday and the house. He is also one of the most wonderful people I know. I have yet to meet anyone quite as generous of both self and possessions. He is also a skilled carpenter and artist. We bonded over coffee (no joke) and it continues to keep us together (We have a rule in our house: No talky talky before the coffee drinky drinky.) . He is our provider, our mechanic, our comic relief and all around Captain Awesome.
Even in hard times I know that we are a blessed family to have each other and I am most thankful.