1 - How old do you act?
It depends. When I'm playing with the boys, I probably act like a 4 year old.
2 - As far back as you can remember, what did you want to be when you grew up?
When I was 7 I found a Playboy Magazine my brother was hiding. I sat looking at it, and unfolded the centerfold. About that time my Daddy walked by and asked what I was doing. I said looking at Bubbys book, and I had decided not to be a lawyer anymore I wanted to look like that lady and be a pretty model like her. Yeah. That went over just great with my Daddy.
3 - If you were to write a book based on your life, what would the title be?
I'm not sure, but it would probably end up as a Lifetime Movie. haha
4 - What's something that you do that's considered "childish" by most?
You want the long or short version? Tons of things, really. I have the habit of dancing in semi public and very random places. Especially if my friend Ryan is present. I take odd random pictures as well, it's quite likely that some day you'll see a photo of me sitting on of those quarter horse rides outside of a supermarket. I like to have fun, and sometimes that means acting stupid with my friends in public! ;)
5 - The last question isn't a question. Write a story of a time of when you or someone you know overcame great adversity.
My Sister-In-Law was pregnant right after I had my oldest. Her water broke at some insane early gestational age, 13 weeks or 14 weeks. She went to the local hospital, and they wanted to just go ahead and get a D&C date ready. She didn't want that at all, they lead her to believe there was absolutely no hope at all. I got online for her and started reading about PROM (premature rupture of membranes) and realized that there was hope, not a lot of it but there was some. Everyone was praying for her. She went to a bigger womens and childrens hospital. They checked her in, and she was on bed rest for quite a long while. Until the day she had her C-Section in fact she laid right in that bed, barely moving. We all prayed, and prayed and prayed some more. By some miracle of God there was a pocket of fluid around the babies nose and mouth, small but present. She had a C-Section at the early 20 something week mark. Her baby was in the hospital for a very very very long time. She didn't have enough money to stay up there in a hotel, so she rotated staying at the Ronald McDonald house, the hospital waiting rooms, hotels and coming home and driving back up there daily to give him breast milk. He was in the hospital past his gestational age, and was barely as big as a man's hand. Eventually he was able to come home. They thought he would be delayed, and possibly have some disabilities but he doesn't. He does have a slightly weaker immune system, but he is an incredibly intelligent child. He is 3 years old now, and the most precious boy. He has a smile that touches everyone he meets. At 2 he was singing entire songs, not just one but quite a few, counting and saying his ABC's. He has exceeded every expectation.
