My life has really been dedicated to children. I had a baby sister that is ten years younger than me that I actually thought was my real life doll baby. I took her with me everywhere I went and loved taking care of her.

I also babysat in my teens, and knew when I was in eighth grade I wanted to be a teacher/missionary. Which is funny in retrospect because even though I never made it to Zimbabwe, I believe that I was a “missionary” of sorts, as are many teachers. Continue reading Coloring Books, Crayons and Jesus →