Happy 30th Birthday, Chris!

Dear Pookey, Welcome to your 30’s!  I can’t believe that we have actually been together for half our lives now.  In some ways that feels impossible.  I still get butterflies when you kiss me, I still smile when I get a text from you, I still giggle inside when someone says “Mrs. Brown.”   But in other ways, it feels like I have known you my whole life.  Maybe that is because anything of real importance began when you took my hand for the first time over 15 years ago.…

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I Can, Too

When I was in high school, I was active in my church’s youth group.  I had friends in all different groups at school, but my core group of friends who shaped me and helped set my moral compass for later in life were my friends from church.  We not only worshipped together, but we traveled together, served together, got in trouble together, pushed the boundaries together, and grew up together.  I have lost touch with many of these people over the years, but their friendships had a truly profound impact…

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Remembering His Laughter

Sometimes at night, after the kids and dogs are asleep and the house is finally quiet, I’ll close my eyes, concentrate really hard, and try to remember my dad’s voice.  I’ll try to replay a conversation we had or image what he might say about something going on in my life today.  Usually, though, all I can remember is the sound of his laugh.  Filling a room then, and my heart now. I hope that’s the kind of legacy I leave one day.  

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Rewind: Atlanta

Last weekend we went to Atlanta for all kinds of festivities.  As a tribute to my Dad, my mom took everyone to the practice rounds of the Masters at Augusta National.  As a family, we decided to take something special of Dad’s and bury it under one of the pine trees at Amen Corner, his favorite part of the course. The place where they decided to bury Dad’s item was under the pine trees right there the 13th hole dog-legs up to the green. For his 50th birthday, we all…

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Happy 2nd Birthday, Gracie Girl!

I should wait until tomorrow to post our annual birthday video for Gracie, but I just can’t do it! I can’t believe our sweet Gracie is two years old on Monday! Where has the time gone?!?! We love you so much, Gracie! You’re our little firecracker that keeps this family on its toes. You bring us sunshine and happiness every day, sweet girl. We love watching you grow, and can’t wait to see what the world has to offer you. We love you to pieces, Mommy, Daddy, and Beanie ****…

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Just Wait and See…

Once upon a time, there lived a boy and a girl who loved each other at a very young age. They loved each other so much that the boy asked the girl to be his wife, and she said yes. Even though neither of them knew the first thing about being a husband or a wife. “They’re too young!” the townspeople cried. “It’s too hard to be married when you’re too young!” But the boy and the girl just held hands and walked down the aisle like stupid, young people…

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Huggies #17 – Tiny Wittle Diapers

I will never forget coming home from the hospital with a new baby in my arms. I felt as happy as I’d ever been, but also more vulnerable than I’d ever felt before. There was so much responsibility on my shoulders now. A tiny person was depending on me. Oddly enough, one of my greatest worries was about changing Bean’s diaper. I knew how to change one, but when it’s your own (and first!) baby, diapering suddenly seemed much more complicated. When should I change him? How did I check…

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Weddings Ain.t For Weenies

This post is the second installment of a series of posts that tell the story of my seven year marriage.  Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed living it… *********** We got married too young. My parents knew it.  His parents knew it.  I knew it.  Chris knew it.  Everyone knew it.  At our wedding reception, our first dance was to Elvis Presley’s Fools Rush In.  “Wise men say, only fools rush in, but I can’t help falling in love with you.”  That was us.  Fools.  Fools…

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Our First Place

Since my book, “Laugh. Fight. Stay Married,” didn’t sell, I’ve been left wondering what to do with this giant draft. Years worth of writing would just go to waste sitting on my laptop. So, I’m going to share it here. It won’t be regular postings. They won’t be in any kind of order. But occasionally when I’m out of blog fodder, I’ll share a little story from the manuscript. The good news is that you guys get pictures, too! This first story is of our initial visit to Connecticut, before…

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Reunited and It Feels So Nice

When Chris was in college, one of his best friends was a guy in the same program as him named Tramaine, or Tray. Tray was, like Chris, wild but with a good heart. A few years ago, Tray married his college girlfriend, Yoni (who I think is one of the most beautiful people ever), and they moved out west so Tray could go to graduate school, oddly enough in the same degree program that Chris pursued at Yale. Chris and I have loved watching Tray and Yoni’s life unfold over…

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