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Hi, I'm Tall Girl. I started this blog when my kids were small, as a way to document our everyday adventures. Mind you, we're not world travelers or rock climbers or scuba divers - not that kind of adventure. But some days feel a bit more like an adventure than others, don't they?

Happy is my oldest son, laid-back and happy-go-lucky since the day he was born. He is kind and gentle with a wicked sense of humor. Quick with a hug, always good for a hike or kayak paddle with his mom. And he plays the drums like a boss.
The Fam 

Zippy is my younger son, named for the fact that he just doesn't sit still. Ever. He is the perfect complement to his brother -- silly and sharp-witted with a bit of a competitive edge. He's discovering his wild side as a "junior naturalist" and mountain hiker, but also developing a love of sports.

And Honey is my main man, my partner and companion through every adventure. Sarcasm is his superpower, he's a beast at trivia, and he gives the very best foot rubs on the planet.

My kids are a lot bigger now, of course - Happy looks this tall girl in the eyes already, and Zippy's not far behind! - but my world is still tiny; it revolves around the people in this household. Over the years I've searched for a theme for this blog, but none has developed, really. Unless "this is the random stuff that I need to write about" is a theme. Then it's that.

So, this blog is a work in progress, just as I am a work in progress, and I thank you for sticking around to read these words. I can't call myself a writer, after all, if I'm not actually writing...so here goes.

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  1. Hayden is a great kid who can always make me laugh

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