Meet Our Sedge
Because apparently a group of cranes is called a "sedge." Who knew?| Sandhill Cranes along the Platte River in Nebraska |
I'm a Husker who moved to the mountains for grad school and ended up sticking around for a guy I met in a bar.
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Yes, really!
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And then life got crazy. Crazy good. Crazy crazy.
I'm a (mostly) stay-at-home mom, also currently writing for various projects at the Augustine Institute and teaching Scripture and Catechism classes part time for the Denver Catholic Biblical and Catechetical Schools. This blog allows me to share our adventures in marriage, parenting, baking, teaching, and other miscellaneous pursuits with our family and friends scattered all over, and with YOU!
You can contact me at: ashleyelise.crane [at] gmail.com. I'd love to hear from you!
Thanks for stopping by! :)
Alex, the Patriarch of our sedge
Michael, almost 7 years old and loving lifeLiam, 5 years old and reminding us all to live in awe and wonder
John Paul, 3 years old and making sure we all keep laughing
Colette, 2 years old and holding her own (okay, actually ruling the roost)

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