Our Story
Once Upon a Time, We Grew Up.
Turns out, that wasn't the end of the story.
Childish Adulting didn't begin as a business plan. It grew out of our family.
My dad has always been a collector. Ornaments, die-cast cars, coins, and more than a few boxes of things carefully saved over the years.
Growing up, many of those things came with one important rule: "Don't open them."
They were being protected for someday.
But as my dad has gotten older, and as his needs have grown, I've started thinking differently about the things we collect and what is truly worth keeping.
What about right now?
I've spent much of my adult life doing the practical parts of adulthood: raising my girls, caring for my family, keeping things moving, and taking care of the people I love.
Our household now spans three generations. There's my dad, the lifelong collector. There's me, his daughter, learning that not everything needs to be saved for someday. And there are my girls, growing up surrounded by creativity, curiosity, and more than a few things we probably didn't need but couldn't leave behind.
Somewhere in the middle of all of that, I started noticing something.
The moments that brought us together weren't usually the big ones. They were tiny discoveries.
Sorting through an old collection. Finding something ridiculous at the thrift store. Opening a box and wondering what was inside. Making something with our hands. Learning something simply because we wanted to know. Showing each other something we had never seen before.
And somewhere along the way, I realized I wasn't just watching everyone else enjoy those moments. I was rediscovering them too.
That's where Childish Adulting began.
It's a place for curated finds, Tiny Field Kits, Little Expeditions, and stories that invite us to notice, make, collect, explore, and occasionally try something for no better reason than, "This looks fun."
It's for grown-ups, kids, and everyone somewhere in between.
We aren't trying to go backward. We're figuring out which parts of childhood are worth bringing with us.
Because growing up was never supposed to mean giving up fun.