My name is Brooke and I’m your average American stay at home mom. I am married to the hardest working man I have ever met, and together we have two magnificent, energetic, and exhausting little boys fourteen months apart. We recently moved from Virginia to California in pursuit of my husband’s dream to be an owner/operator with Chick-fil-A. We are proud and certainly amazed to say that the dream has come true. And so it is with great pleasure that we season, bread, fry, and serve all things “Chikin.”
A little more about me?
Hmmmm… let’s see… I am undisciplined, forgetful, sensitive, and at times overemotional. What can I say? I am every woman. Well, at least I hope most women are like that. In addition to tearing up at episodes of Full House, I also love laughing, baking and reading bedtime stories to my children.
I also should let you know that I am not a knitter (and it’s not for lack of trying). I worry about losing my mojo and I buy a pair of cheap sunglasses every year. I can’t stand autocorrect on WordPress, Facebook and Gmail, but I can now spell the word “weird” correctly on the internet. Every time I visit a playground or take my children to some form of childcare I worry they will come back with the bubonic plague. I’m a little bit of a germophob and clean freak and I’m okay with that. And if you hadn’t already guessed, I like candy…even for breakfast (although I wouldn’t recommend it).
But wait, there’s more.
I am also a follower of Jesus Christ. In Him, I live and move and have my being, as one Biblical writer wrote. He is the reason I have meaning in this life and hope for the one to come. He is what gets me through the moments of insanity and emotional meltdowns. His love for me is great, His forgiveness and faithfulness unfathomable. He inspires me to write and to be more like Him. And although I constantly fail, He picks me back up and reminds me that “apart from Him you [I] can do nothing”…and whether I eat Butterfingers or Wheaties for breakfast, He loves me just the same.