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Summer Movie Nights on the Square

  • June 9, 2011 1:10 pm

Tonight kicks off the Summer Movie Nights on the square-on of my favorite small town things!  Tonight’s showing is Hook starting at 7:30.  Popcorn, snow cones, and other snacks will be available, but bring your own chairs or blankets.

Tonight’s showing is EXTRA fun because it’s also Girl’s Night Out on the Square–meaning many stores are staying open a little later, and having extra sales just for the moms.

Sounds like a great night to get the kids and dads settled on the Courthouse Lawn, and spend a few hours window shopping or buying for a few summer must-haves!

For more information on Movie Nights and other Decatur Main Street Events, click here


  • May 11, 2011 6:18 pm

It’s funny how music can soothe a soul in three minutes, thirty seconds or less.  Today I came home from school wound up like a rubber band.  May is more crazy than I remember as a teacher, or maybe now that my children are in school I see the crazy of May inside and out–in either case, it’s crazytown at home, at school, and in the car.  Wednesday is usually our activity-free day, so after we worked on Science Fair for a bit, I took time to make an itunes playlist just for me–first time ever!  I love great music, but the detail work of actually making a playlist has always eluded me.  I’ve worked well with the itunes Genius mixes or even better-Pandora Radio.  But, I had some time watching the lightning pass through this afternoon and decided to give it a whirl.  Let me tell you, not only was it super fun to go through our music library and find all my favorite songs, it was also very therapeutic!  After my list of 345 songs was made, I turned up the volume and had an old fashioned dance party with the kids right here in the living room.  Of course, they didn’t approve ALL my songs, mainly Beatles or Conway Twitty, but I threw them a few bones and included the Black Eyed Peas in my eclectic list.  The eye rolling, laughing, and singing during the thunderstorms was the perfect way to unwind my wound up self, and prepare for a crazy Thursday and Friday of this week.

I highly recommend it. 

No, really.  I do.

A backyard campout

  • April 11, 2011 12:01 pm

We love camping at our house.  My husband and I started camping in college, and it quickly became one of our favorite hobbies–enough so that we centered entire vacations around which state parks we would visit and set up camp.  Once the babies came along, the camping slowed a little, although we still tried to fit it in where we could.  Now that they are older, camping would be another fantastic plan, but now we have the problem of our Calendar…so camping has to compete with baseball, school, piano, etc.

Solution:  Backyard Campout

That’s how we spent our weekend.  We pitched tents, few kites, and played kickball.  I’d wanted to include s’mores and hot dogs around a campfire, but the one million hour winds shot that part of the plan down.  We improvised and cooked s’mores in the oven (I didn’t even know you could do that!), and I think still had a Super Fun time…not to mention a budget-friendly time.

Moral:  Backyard Campouts are crazy, cheap family fun!

Wise County Youth Fair Success!!

  • March 31, 2011 9:00 pm

Wow!  We just returned from our very first experience in the Youth Fair, and my daughter is floating around from cloud to cloud–so excited at her winning entries!  At first we were a little overwhelmed at the Woman’s Building, finding our way to the photographs, baked goods and crafts, but once we got our bearings and saw the ribbons, all the confusion faded around us.  Like I said, literally jumping from cloud to cloud.

In addition to celebrating our winning entries, we were Super Pumped to see our friends’ entries and Champion Status.  I think it was a big ah-ha moment to see those hours and hours of work turn into real success, and I’m hoping it made a deep impression! 

We wandered through the animal barns, watched a friend show his pig, and made plans to possibly, (maybe) enter an animal next year.  (I’m still not sure about that one!)

Overall, I think it was a successful week for the many participants, and for one little girl in our house–a week of smiles and rewards.  And THAT I can celebrate more than anything.

To the man at the Cupcake Counter…

  • March 29, 2011 7:10 pm

You made my day, and even though it’s only Tuesday, you may very well have made my week.

Thank you.

As you know, we are celebrating the year of FIVE at our house this week, and today was the actual DAY of FIVE, so we tried to make it a little extra special.  Part of that was stopping by the wonderful Cakes by Leisha on the square to pick out a birthday cupcake.  She’s one of the few that takes the time to explore the strawberry world instead of leaving it all to chocolate and vanilla.  In fact, as we were trying to make our choice, she volunteered to ice a cupcake WITH SPRINKLES just for our little man.  Now that’s just some extra special service with a smile right there.

As we were celebrating our cupcake, distracted by looking at pictures of wonderful cakes, a nice man bought our little man his birthday treat.  Just right there in the middle of the cupcake shop, in the middle of our little town, a stranger splurged on a cupcake for another stranger.  A littler stranger, but still, a stranger.

Maybe it would have happened in the big city, but it really did happen here in our small town.  One little act that made a huge impact on our celebration, our day, and my faith in other people.

Sir–you made a difference today, in the sugary smile of a five year old, and in the sappy heart of his Momma.  And all it took was a cupcake, who knew?

Smelling the Roses, the Pansies, the Daisies…you name it…

  • March 15, 2011 8:24 pm

When my daughter was two years old, I had a very definitive “a-ha” moment one morning while loading up the car.  As usual, I was shlepping back and forth carrying diaper bags, car toys, the (new baby brother) carrier, the sippy cups, the essential diet coke, and finally, her.  Of course, because of all the shlepping, I was running late, and trying to hurry her along, when she literally stopped by the flower beds, bent down, and smelled the flowers.  In my usual way, I think I actually said, “Come on!  We can’t stop to smell the flowers!”  I decided in that moment that Mother Nature was trying to tell me to actually, in a very literal sense,  stop, slow down, and smell the roses.  Experience daily life.  Watch my children grow.  From that moment, I have consciously made an effort to slow down, to keep to the idea of a schedule, but not worry about the few minutes lost here and there, to embrace life on a minute by minute basis.  And yes, most times I actually have to tell myself to slow down and just watch.

But, after a few days walking around on the San Antonio River Walk this week, I wondered if there could such a thing as too much smelling of roses?  The Youngest Scroggins feels the need to stop, examine, smell, and identify every flower, brick, animal, or piece of inquisitive dirt along our path.  Our brisk walks turn into leisurely strolls.  We take note of shops, cars, other people, and even music–stopping to bust a move as a passing car busts out the latest Black Eyed Peas jive.

Actually, that might have been the highlight of my day-seeing him feel the music right there on the streets of San Antonio.  He even got a few high fives from passers-by.  At one point, I tried a conversation with him–trying to tell him that we should keep up a pace, stop and see a lot of flowers, but maybe not EVERY SINGLE ONE.  His response?  A Big Sniff.  And, “But, Mommy, there’s so much to smell!”

And again, Mother Nature is literally telling me to get over myself, and smell already.

Ok…I get it already.  I’m smelling…in big sniffs.

Things I learned during the Ice Storm of 2011:

  • February 4, 2011 8:58 am

It is very important to protect your well and outside water pipes.  It is also important to buy the supplies needed to do this BEFORE the ice storm actually hits.

We need a 4 wheel drive vehicle.

Kids don’t believe it when you say 11 degrees is too cold to play outside.

I am a very social creature, despite my shy nature.  Five days in the house with my family leads to semi-delirium.

I can only watch four movies in one day, and even then I feel like a total sloth.

We need to make efforts to purchase actual winter clothing, ie waterproof gloves and not the $1 Wal Mart kind.

11 degrees is way colder than 32.

Now I really REALLY want some UGGS.

Ice and Snow can mess up travel plans from people as far away as Houston.

The Daddy is an important element in snow play.

I shouldn’t laugh at the people “stocking up” at the Wal Marts.  We ran out of Diet Coke on Day 2, and it almost got ugly.

I can make fire.

It takes A LOT of firewood to keep a fire going for five days.

People will always try to drive on ice.  I think it’s because they want to be seen on the news as the “poor car stuck in the same place for hours.”

I never want to drive a Semi, especially in the ice.  It is their destiny to wreck.

You can get pink eye even when stuck in the house for four days, and the temperature outside has not risen above freezing for 80 hours.

It confuses me how the news people manage to get to work on time, despite the bad roads, only to tell us not to get out on the roads.

Dogs love snow.

In a pinch, I CAN cook.  EVEN from a recipe!

There might be such a thing as too much family bonding.

I’m not sure what I did before the most wonderful invention of texting.

I still like a good snow day, but four in a row is just too many.  Way too many.

Friends are amazing.

Summer is my favorite.

Another Snow Day for Us…updated

  • February 1, 2011 6:40 pm

It’s looking like all Wise County Schools are closing their doors to brace for another Arctic Day.  Another 24 hours cooped up in the house might make us all a little stir crazy, so I surveyed a few friends to see how they spent their day–some of these might help you pass the time tomorrow:

  • baked cookies
  • cooked soup/chili/stew (some sort of liquid warmth)
  • made snow ice cream:  snow, vanilla, cream and sugar (can’t wait to try this one!)
  • read a book
  • watched multiple movies-including themed movie marathons
  • Wii marathon
  • board games
  • jigsaw puzzles
  • cleaned house (???  Not a fan of this one!)
  • napped (so jealous of this one!)
  • attempted snowball fights and snowmen (even with the below zero windchill!)
  • worked from home (if it works, it works!)

Any other super fun snow day plans out there?

I’ve had some people ask me for an actual recipe for Snow Ice Cream-here’s one I pulled off of Facebook (Thanks LR!)  Happy Tasting Everyone!


  • 1 gallon snow
  • 1 cup white sugar
  • 1 tablespoon vanilla extract
  • 2 cups milk


  1. When it starts to snow, place a large, clean bowl outside to collect the flakes. When full, stir in sugar and vanilla to taste, then stir in just enough milk for the desired consistency. Serve at once

After the game…

  • January 10, 2011 8:38 pm

Saturday morning we had our first basketball games of the season, and as usual, we were in chaos-mode as we shlepped to Carson for the girls game, took a break at McDonald’s between games, and then to Rann for the boys game.  Both locations had their own crazy factors–Carson with its limited space that fed my claustrophobia, and Rann with its extra space that fed my ADD, with mini-basketball games picking up all around me.  But, after all the games were over, and I finally let out that sigh of relief as our “real day” could begin, I caught a series of moments out of the corner of my eye that made my heart smile…

When time was called, my youngest looked to me for approval and then sprinted at full speed into Coach Dad’s waiting arms.  The catapult caught my husband a little off guard, but he was rewarded by a very genuine squeeze hug that lasted as he talked to friends and other parents on the walk out the door.  Almost simultaneously, my seven-year-old was greeted with several “good games” and high fives from onlookers, all grandparents, friends, and parents of his fellow teammates–and all onlookers that might have watched his dad play a few games through the years.  And finally, as the coaches left the court, one quickly scrimmaged with my daughter, stealing the ball, and teasing her with a basket.  She in turn made an “I’ll get you!” face as she tried to retrieve her lost ball…

It was such a quick moment, and I’m sure a moment that could happen in The Big City too, but I loved the closeness in that second–the tight knit feel that our little Small Town gives me almost everyday.  The tight knit feel that we moved back home to give our kids, and the tight knit feel that makes me like and even enjoy those Chaotic Saturday Sports Mornings…

look with your eyes, not with your hands…

  • December 29, 2010 8:02 pm

We’ve had a few successful family field trips lately, ones that I would even classify as Super Fun.  And, I think it’s because I feel us changing from that “little kid” family to the real kind of family that has real people in it.  Up until this point, most of our outings have been kid-centered, for example water parks, zoos, movies, museums, etc. –other than the necessary trips to the dreaded Wal-Marts of course.  When we were in need of an actual shopping trip, one that including browsing and decision making, we always tried to ditch the kids, and go alone. If not, I was usually in charge of a stroller, while my husband frantically looked, peered, and held things up for me to approve.  But lately, with a few of our shopping experiences, we’ve actually been able to walk through scary places like antique storeswith little or no damage to the merchandise or each other. 

This week, while cruising through downtown Decatur, the whole clan went in and out of stores just shopping and not necessarily buying.  It was still slighly dysfunctional, with my mantra being “look with your eyes, not with your hands.” (Why are there so many BREAKABLE things in antique stores??)  But, the kids were so excited!  “Look, Mommy!  These toy cars are REALLY OLD!”  “Look!  This purse is so pretty!  Do you need it Mommy?” “What is Decatur Glass?” and on and on…

Dare I say it was actually fun to go shopping with the the family?  I do.  I’m a daredevil like that.