My childhood in suburban Chicago included the following momentous events:

* Being entered in the Fourth of July pet parade by my older brother and sister; I was a “pet nuisance”:
* Painting the dining room walls with margarine.
* Getting invisible “cootie” suits from my best friend Patty, which we put on before school to protect ourselves from boy germs.

Eventually, my concern with cooties faded and was replaced by a love of academia and music. I played piano, then flute. In college, I majored in both English and psychology. I later earned a master's degree in education, as well as my teaching certificate. After ten wonderful years as a high school English teacher, it was time for a change. I knew I wanted to stay at home when my children were young, so I decided to take a stab at my other dream career: writing.

I specialize in writing for young audiences because the days of "margarine art" and pre-emptive cootie protection make me chuckle. Childhood is not easy -- just ask any child! But childhood IS filled with wonder, discovery, and plain old silliness.