I was at Target yesterday, walking out to the parking lot and there was a young-ish boy, probably middle school age holding a backpack as the anti-theft beepers were going off as he tried to walk out the door. He looked totally terrified and panicked…it was kinda sweet. His parents were walking ahead out the car, and he yelled for his little brother to get his mom and dad and come back to help him. I kept walking and saw his dad get super irritated to be called back to the store. His dad walked back and I could hear him saying things like “come on, just go, its no big deal, you know we payed for it, just walk!”. I saw his mom near my car so I said something about how she’s raised a very honest boy and how he looked so worried about potentially stealing something. She agreed and was very pleasant. 

I got in the car and thought about how I would react to that…I can totally understand why the dad was cranky about it, Target was packed and it was hot, who wouldn’t be in a hurry to get out?! But I hope that in the future, with Wyatt and any other kiddos, I would slow down and be patient with them. I know I won’t always, but I hope I will remember to try. The boy wasn’t doing anything wrong and it would have been a great moment to catch him doing something right! I would praise him for being honest and responsible and all those other good things. So what if it took me an extra minute to walk back to the doors and explain to him that sometimes those alarms go off or maybe the cashier left a sensor in the bag, but he did the right thing to stop and check!

Anyway, it was a neat moment and gave me some hope for parenting! Yay Target!


Summer Trips

We tend not to take big summer vacations since we have access to a beach house. We do long weekends and small trips here and there.

So far this summer we have done the following:

Kyle made several trips to Atlanta for work and one trip cross-country, driving with his brother to their new place in Virginia Beach.

We went to the beach a few times…ImageImageImageImageImageImage

Wyatt and I drove to meet Hilary for brunch in Virginia while she was visiting from Colorado…we do that once every few years, and it always ends up that we meet in some po-dunk town along 85 and hang out at a Cracker Barrel or somewhere like that. This year we vowed that the next time, once of us would just make the drive either to Richmond or Durham. Sorry, South Hill, we’re not coming back.

We went to Busch Gardens in Williamsburg with all the Scarbro’s! It was a fun, exhausting day trip. Wyatt did great, we had a really fun day at the park with Lucy and Andrew (Wyatt’s cousins) and the fam. They all rode roller coasters, I rode the tea cups. I’m lobbying for another Williamsburg trip, this time maybe to Great Wolf Lodge…


And this past week, Wyatt and I went to Asheville for a few days. My friends there hadn’t squeezed his cute little cheeks and that needed to be fixed. So, while we missed Kyle, it was a great way to spend a few days while he was out of town. Wyatt was great in the car and had a great attitude most of the time we were there. He didn’t sleep very well, but then, he doesn’t at home either, so that’s not news.

We stayed with Phil & Amy Berry (and Piper, Lily & Boone). It was awesome, their house is totally baby-friendly and Wyatt loved playing with Piper & Lily. Plus, Amy and I had tons of time to catch up. I love her, we are very kindred spirits. We are really alike in a lot of ways and really different in others. For instance, she camps and does cool outdoorsy things like swim in lakes. 🙂

We saw lots of friends and got to visit with folks that mean a whole lot to me. We hung out at Ridgecrest (where Phil works). It is an amazing boys’ camp in Black Mountain and we will 100% be sending Wyatt there when he is old enough. We also stopped by Windy Gap and visited. It was fun to think of Wyatt coming back there to play in the future. Windy Gap will always be one of my most favorite places in the world. I know everyone who goes there says that, but I really mean it.


We’ll certainly go back when Kyle can come & we have more time to do all the cool stuff there!

So there you have it. Trying to get out there and do the stuff we want to even if it means 14 trips to the car to pack & unpack the stroller, high chair, diapers, bags, toys, car seats, pack & plays…

WJS 8 Months!

We’ve been having a great summer with Wyatt, he is at a really fun age! He plays, he laughs, he crawls, he loooves peekabo…

We had a fun 4th of July, we took some other small trips to see family & visit friends, celebrated Kyle’s birthday and enjoyed our town, we do storytime at the library every week.
Wyatt got baptized at church, it was a sweet day, he loved all the attention he got. He hammed it up and clapped  his hands. We had our family & friends over for lunch afterwards, it was really sweet.IMG_3477 IMG_3483 IMG_3493 IMG_3497 IMG_3519 IMG_3525 IMG_3531 IMG_3552 IMG_3555 IMG_3556 IMG_3563

WJS 6&7 months!

Well, these “monthly” updates have proven to be more challenging that I thought…

I could write for hours about what Wyatt is like and what he does and how he is growing, but alas, I don’t have hours, or even minutes some days.

At 6 & 7 months, Wyatt can sit on his own and play with toys, he eats solids (oatmeal, sweet potatoes, squash, green beans, peas, avocado, peaches, pears, mango, applesauce…), he sleeps mostly through the night now, 8:30pm-7 or 8am. He loooooves watching Dug, he swims at the pool, plays in childcare at the Y & nursery at CGS.IMG_3211 IMG_3238 IMG_3303 IMG_3318 IMG_3344IMG_3373IMG_3362IMG_3388



At the beach


We came to the beach for Memorial Day! Fun, quiet weekend for us. We’ve been outside walking & playing by the water, resting & eating. Britt’s doughnuts & Surf House breakfasts…yum! Wyatt’s first real beach trip had an eventful beginning with tire trouble but its been easy-breezy now that we’re here. Too cold to get in the water yet. It’s a lot of work to vacation with a baby, bit a good change of scenery!

WJS- 5 months!

What better time for a 5 month update than at his 6month-aversary/bday!

At five months-

Wyatt weighs somewhere around 20 pounds!  No solids yet- because mom and dad are lazy…soon though.

His first two little front teeth popped through. No awful teething experiences…just a little fussiness and lots of drool.

Wyatt is fake coughing and laughing and putting everything in his mouth.

Sleeping decently at night, sometimes not falling asleep till late…little night owl.

Rolling over and scooting around- he always wakes up in a different spot than where you lay him down.


Wyatt got passed around at the YL leader & committee cookout…he loves some college co-eds! His Aunt Maura is a good wingman!


The weather has been mostly crappy, but we had some time out in the swing in the front yard.


Learning how to roll over has totally rocked our world & disrupted our sleep habits. But he’s learning to sleep on his belly and that he can, in fact, roll over to his back whenever he wants as well.


Wyatt skyped with Nana and Pop at Aunt Beth Ann’s house…they loved it, he loved being at the computer and bouncing around!


Napping with dad.


In the ergo at the DBAP. Don’t mind the spit up all over the ergo…that’s just how we roll.


Wyatt’s first baseball game!


With Poppa at the Bulls game, Wyatt loved it. He sat and watched the field for almost 3 innings then we walked around and people-watched.


5 month pictures!


Sitting on the front porch in the evenings with mom. Sometimes we need some help staying awake & not fussing in the evenings…


Sweet faces…


Love this outfit. And those chunky legs!


Held hands with little Mara Kate Brown for the first time…Annie supervised.

Practice being brave and kind.

This. I want my kids to know this. From Glennon at Momastery.

Dear Chase,

Hey, baby.

Tomorrow is a big day. Third Grade – wow.

Chase – When I was in third grade, there was a little boy in my class named Adam.

Adam looked a little different and he wore funny clothes and sometimes he even smelled a little bit. Adam didn’t smile. He hung his head low and he never looked at anyone at all. Adam never did his homework. I don’t think his parents reminded him like yours do. The other kids teased Adam a lot. Whenever they did, his head hung lower and lower and lower. I never teased him, but I never told the other kids to stop, either.

And I never talked to Adam, not once. I never invited him to sit next to me at lunch, or to play with me at recess. Instead, he sat and played by himself. He must have been very lonely.

I still think about Adam every day. I wonder if Adam remembers me? Probably not. I bet if I’d asked him to play, just once, he’d still remember me.

I think that God puts people in our lives as gifts to us. The children in your class this year, they are some of God’s gifts to you.

So please treat each one like a gift from God. Every single one.

Baby, if you see a child being left out, or hurt, or teased, a part of your heart will hurt a little. Your daddy and I want you to trust that heart- ache. Your whole life, we want you to notice and trust your heart-ache. That heart ache is called compassion, and it is God’s signal to you to do something. It is God saying, Chase! Wake up! One of my babies is hurting! Do something to help! Whenever you feel compassion – be thrilled! It means God is speaking to you, and that is magic. It means He trusts you and needs you.

Sometimes the magic of compassion will make you step into the middle of a bad situation right away.

Compassion might lead you to tell a teaser to stop it and then ask the teased kid to play. You might invite a left-out kid to sit next to you at lunch. You might choose a kid for your team first who usually gets chosen last. These things will be hard to do, but you can do hard things.

Sometimes you will feel compassion but you won’t step in right away. That’s okay, too. You might choose instead to tell your teacher and then tell us. We are on your team – we are on your whole class’s team. Asking for help for someone who is hurting is not tattling, it is doing the right thing. If someone in your class needs help, please tell me, baby. We will make a plan to help together.

When God speaks to you by making your heart hurt for another, by giving you compassion, just do something. Please do not ignore God whispering to you. I so wish I had not ignored God when He spoke to me about Adam. I remember Him trying, I remember feeling compassion, but I chose fear over compassion. I wish I hadn’t. Adam could have used a friend and I could have, too.

Chase – We do not care if you are the smartest or fastest or coolest or funniest. There will be lots of contests at school, and we don’t care if you win a single one of them. We don’t care if you get straight As. We don’t care if the girls think you’re cute or whether you’re picked first or last for kickball at recess. We don’t care if you are your teacher’s favorite or not. We don’t care if you have the best clothes or most Pokemon cards or coolest gadgets. We just don’t care.

We don’t send you to school to become the best at anything at all. We already love you as much as we possibly could. You do not have to earn our love or pride and you can’t lose it. That’s done.

We send you to school to practice being brave and kind.

Kind people are brave people. Brave is not a feeling that you should wait for. It is a decision. It is a decision that compassion is more important than fear, than fitting in, than following the crowd.

Trust me, baby, it is. It is more important.

Don’t try to be the best this year, honey.

Just be grateful and kind and brave. That’s all you ever need to be.

Take care of those classmates of yours, and your teacher, too. You Belong to Each Other. You are one lucky boy . . . with all of these new gifts to unwrap this year.

I love you so much that my heart might explode.

Enjoy and cherish your gifts.

And thank you for being my favorite gift of all time.



Thoughts from the Kitchen

In no particular order:

1. I feel like badass when I can clean all the meat off a rotisserie chicken. (I think raw chicken is way grosser than tearing into a little rotisserie chicken.)

2. I feel as if I have arrived as a wife and mother when I can throw a good dinner together with just the items I have on-hand in the house. Not often, but it has happened on occasion.

3. Dug is getting good at catching food bits I throw up in the air for him..

4. I almost always buy already-chopped & diced things from the store- peppers, onions, celery, carrots, and rotisserie chickens (refer to #1). If I have time to spend in the kitchen, I would rather be eating and cooking, not slicing & dicing. I got a package of diced onions, carrots and celery yesterday to use for chicken salad, then woke up today thinking about how awful & cold the weather is and how to use the remaining celery, carrots and little bit of onion. Voila- chicken pot pie!

5. I called my grandmother this morning to ask for her chicken pot pie recipe. I do this from time to time, call to get recipes for things I remember her making when I was younger. I was blessed to spend a good deal of time around all my grandparents when I was little. I have several recipes that Nana would write out and mail to me (or have Pop write them out and mail to me). Her recipe for apple crisp is the best. Anyway, she told me she’s never made a chicken pot pie. She then called me back around 3:30pm to ask how my dinner turned out. I told her I would let her know closer to dinnertime.

6. (Kyle’s Thought) maybe the worst thing in the world to think about and have to do when you wake up at 5 AM regularly is to clean out yesterday’s coffee. I can make today’s no problem as long as we have thrown out the grinds and drained the coffee pot from yesterday. it’s the worst.


WJS- 4 Months!


I finally ordered some monthly stickers for pictures, better late than never, right?

This guy…4 months old!!

Weight: 18 pounds, 4 ounces (91st %)
Height: 26.75 inches (98th%)
Head Circumference: 17.5 inches (100+%)

Looks like he’s a little taller & leaner than last check up…like his mom?! JK, I’ve been called many things, but tall & thin has never been one of them.

He did great at his 4 month check up, meeting all his milestones and handling shots as best he can. He was fussy for the evening afterwards, but not terribly unpleasant. When the fussies start, time for a bath!

At 4 months, Wyatt is happyhappyhappy (why yes, I sure do love Duck Dynasty), smiles often, giggles, blows bubbles, coos and oooh and aaahhhs, has great regular naps during the day, lights up at his daddy’s face, he smiles at his momma from across the room and has huuuuge smiles for his grandparents. He’s started to reach out and try to touch Dug’s nose when he comes around and has just started to reach for food when we’re eating in front of him. He also stares you down if you are so bold as to have a snack in front of him. We’ll be starting solids soon, maybe a week or two. He eats great during the day as long as no one is around to distract him. Our pediatrician told us (and fellow moms confirmed) that starting solids will not, in fact, cause him to sleep all night. Ahh, speaking of sleeping, our otherwise good sleeper has, shall we say, regressed. Its a real thing, folks. He was sleeping from about 10 or 11pm till 6am (give or take an hour), and is now sleeping from 11pm till 3am, up again at 5am and who knows when else. Annnd he’s not necessarily just eating and going back to sleep, he is bright eyed and bushy tailed at 4:30am some days. He is also a very restless sleeper from about 4am on till we get up around 7am or 8. Its been a trying couple of weeks.

But we love him to pieces. I think my eyes have been opened to how you can be so tired and so frustrated with someone (regarding his sleep habits) and still love the snot out of him. I mean, I know that I love Kyle and my family and friends even when I’m upset with them, but this is a whole new mothering kind of love. I sure wish he’s sleep better at night, but I know that this will pass and if this is the worst thing we face with him these days, I count that as a blessing. I know lots of parents have much harder things to deal with.


Uncle Matt is a Duke fan and was generous enough to buy a jersey for Wyatt, so how could I not dress him in it?? He’ll be able to wear it for years to come. Occasionally…


We cheered for the heels when they “played” Duke, even though they didn’t give us much to cheer for. Next time, right boys?



My big, happy boy.

Is there anything more delightful than chunky baby legs and little toes?!

Is there anything more delightful than chunky baby legs and little toes?!

How The West Wing changed my life…

Just kidding? Ok, I really love The West Wing. The day that it became available on Netflix was one happy day in 2012…I also had a baby in 2012 so I feel silly saying that The West Wing was the greatest day.

But alas, it’s great to have a show I can follow along with at my own pace. By my calculations, I spend 30 minutes, 7-8 times a day, every day since November 10, 2012 sitting on my couch, bed, or somewhere else by myself (most of the time) to feed Wyatt.  There are a few things I can do with that time. Sit quietly, answer texts, study the patterns of dog hair on my floor, or watch tv. So I often watch The West Wing- I’m totally in love. I loooove Aaron Sorkin’s writing. I fell in love several years ago with “The American President”, a movie he wrote that is sort of a precursor to the The West Wing. They share lots of the same cast and many similar plot lines. They even recycle some lines. So I felt right at home with President Bartlett, Leo, Sam, Josh, CJ, Donna and Toby. 

Last week I found myself texting Kyle something to the effect of “I’m forming a subcommittee to look into the coffee allotment. Some coffee-drinking members of the household are complaining there isn’t enough coffee left in after other people get their coffee” when I found there was not enough coffee left in the pot to get a refill. I also told him that he was being investigated by the Department of Health and Human Services after violating a clean floor treaty when he trekked dirt over a recently vacuumed floor.

I felt pretty smart about that. And it made my complaints to Kyle just a little bit funny. They weren’t big deals anyway, but we both laughed at how I spent time formulating my arguments. 

And just for fun, 30 Rock and Friday Night Lights are also shows that I can say have significantly improved my marriage.

Let Bartlett be Bartlett!

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