Brookie and Daddy

Brooke has a ongoing love affair with her daddy. She has him wrapped around her finger and vice-versa. Tom left for a short work trip today and Brooke decided to draw a picture for him. I love that she even drew his goatee and that they are holding hands.

She also is learning how to write her last name. I had written it on top of a sheet of paper and had her copy it over and over. Then I gave her a new sheet of paper and told her to write it without looking at the name. Next thing I know she is giggling and had her eyes closed trying to write her name, yeah I needed to clarify. She was however able to write her name with her eyes closed. Silly girl. I love that her and her daddy have such a close relationship and hope they always will.

Arachnophobia.....Texas edition

This is what I killed yesterday (Go ahead, click on the pic and take a good look). There was a lot of screaming involved and not all of it was by me. Guess we are spraying this weekend. Add to this the fact that we just finished reading Charlotte's Web, and I am fairly certain there is an egg sack with 514 babies in it hiding somewhere. It's times like this that I wish Tom didn't travel, I should not be in charge of killing things like that!!!!

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Elle has been fighting a little bug for the past couple of days. Just a low grade fever and general wanting mommy to cuddle her. Last night she fell asleep on the couch at 8pm (early for summer). We woke her up tried to get her to take some Motrin and then put her in bed. Around 4:20am I awoke to Elle standing next to my bed, she was awake....really awake. She told me she couldn't sleep so I brought her up into bed with me thinking with a little cuddling she would be able to fall back asleep.

Not so much. For the next 1 1/2 hours she proceeded to kiss me all over, cuddle me and inform me that I was her best friend, and that daddy was her best friend and we could be in her club. Pretty darn cute, more so when it is not at 4:30 in the morning.

Needless to say I am glad I am in her club, but what do ya say we have the next club meeting at a more reasonable hour?

Hey, hey, hey...

Well we are surviving with Tom being gone. It is amazing how slow the days go when you don't have a daddy that is going to come home. Any noise that Elle hears she assumes is the garage door, to which she screams, "Daddy's home!!!". Yeah a lot of disappointment is going around my house. The kids played outside in the swimming pool today and it was so nice to just sit and read my book. The fun was short lived though because Brooke has a mosquito bite on her calf/ankle (cankle?). Now a mosquito bite is not really anything to shake a stick at in the usual sense but Brooke and I have seem to become allergic to them and so they turn into a very sore blister. Brookes are way worse than mine and she has a nice blister right now. She ended up in bed with me the past couple of nights because it hurt so bad. I don't know what to do with it, so we cover it with a band-aid and hope it will get better. Poor girl! We struggle to find things to do with ourselves to past the time, this includes trips to the library, the park were the kids feed ducks and actually have better luck feeding the fish, and the ever popular watching of movies. We stumbled across a gem that was lost in the Lillywhite vaults. Fat Albert, the movie....yep live action baby. I think I bought it out of a $3 used movie bin, we had actually never watched it before and I though it would be a good deal. So the kids found it Sunday and we have watched it, several times. This is high quality entertainment people. It is so funny the things your kids like. Now Elle is walking around saying, "Hey, hey, hey!". Yep that's how we roll around here!

A spaceship to Jesus?

Today we were driving in the car and we saw a Raddison Inn that looks like a castle. I explained that is was a hotel and the kids decided we needed to go stay there sometime. Brooke tells me that our churches are like Jesus' castle, to which Riley said, "No the temples are Jesus' castle." I then try and explain that yes the Church and the Temples are Heavenly Father and Jesus' "houses" but that they don't live there like we live in our houses. Brooke then asks well then were does Jesus live, to which I reply, "In heaven." She asks "where's that?" and Riley chimes in with "Past Outer space". Brooke thinks about this for a second and says, "Well then we could take a spaceship and go visit Jesus there." Sometimes I wish we could Brookie...

What the heck?

Whats this you may ask, are the Lillywhites trying out some new grilling technique? No, this is a birds nest...yes a birds nest. Tom and I planted the lawn in the back on Monday, we noticed a lot of birds in the back yard and I even saw some carrying twigs and thought, "Oh that's cute!". Well yesterday Tom went on the deck to grill up some hamburgers and this is what he found when opened the grill, a HUGE birds nest. People they built this thing in a day and half....what is this world coming to? It was like they were building a habitat for humanity nest, I mean come on... Luckily their were no birds and even better no eggs yet. Tom came and got me, I laughed, took a picture and left him to clean it up. This may have been a bad idea as about 5 minutes later I smell what smells like a campfire. I go back out to the deck and yes, it's what you think, Tom fired up the grill...What the heck? I was laughing so hard. What was he thinking, now I do give him credit he had cleared out as much as he could but "couldn't" get the stuff out of the bottom of the grill, so he fired it up. Yep, thats my hubby...and thats why I love him, he makes me laugh every day...

3 year old with golf club + 6 year old Sheriff = ouch!

Today was a good day. I finally made it back to the gym after a long hiatus. It was good to finally get my butt moving again and it gave me a chance to visit with Candi so that is always good for the soul. Candi took Brooke home with her today and so after Riley got home from school we went to pick her up. Well we were hanging out for awhile when the kids went outside. No longer than 10 minutes pass when Riley comes in holding his head and crying. At first I though he had fallen off the trampoline. In between sobs it became clear that he had actually been hit in the head by Eriks golf club and had a huge goose egg with a little cut on it. Luckily it hit the side of his head and Riley is in need of a serious hair cut so it helped cushion the hit. I felt so bad. Riley was injured while trying to be the sheriff. He was worried that Erik was holding the golf club too high so he went in to tell him and in the process managed to get whacked. Poor Erik was like, what happened? I never cease to be amazed by kids’ resilience. Within an hour or so Riley was doing somersaults and jumping around. I can only imagine if I got hit in the golf club what I would be like. It would most likely involve a bed, a icepack, some ibuprofen, and a pint of ben and jerrys.