My name is Tracy (yep, that’s me in the picture), and if I were to close my eyes and imagine my “happy place” it would probably be in a hip, artsy coffee shop of some sort. It’s the simple things in life that matter the most at our house – a fabulous pot of coffee or loose leaf tea, strumming the guitar or playing the piano, drinking a semi-fabulous glass of wine with a home made dinner after a long day, wood heat, baking bread, pretending we live on a farm by growing our own vegetables, and simply trying to keep our life just that, simple. My husband, Joe, is a wonderful man who shares my love of a slower-paced life – he’s handsome, smart, quirky, and full of technical genius abilities. Our oldest who is 6 is a sharp, kind-hearted, creative, innovative little inventor. Our middle son is our sweet Mr. fix-it, who always knows where everything is, and has an extremely hard work ethic for someone who’s only 4. Then, there’s our youngest little guy who at a little over a year is an easy-going, laid back type of baby that loves to be close to mama. All three of our guys are part mama’s boy, part warrior child, and we like it that way.
