Poor bug.

Since I don't have a picture, you'll have to make do with my description. As I was cleaning in the garage this week, EK played in the driveway with some chalk and her tricycle. She still had on her pajamas from the night before. She was wearing her pink crocs with her hair in a Cindy Lu Who do on top of her head. To complete her outfit, she was wearing a pink tutu. She was quite content collecting rocks and flowers. She told me that "Buttchler make me busy", which means that she was bossing around our boxer, Butler.
She then showed me a beetle wiggling around on its back. I went back to work in the garage. EK came over and told me, "I stomp dat bug wiv my weg. I broked(t) him. That was not nice."
Poor bug. He had the misfortune of crossing paths with a bossy, tutu wearing toddler. She can be fierce.

Date Day

Ross and EK had another date. It melts my heart to see them having this precious time together. Priss was beyond excited! Bunny wanted to take time for a photo.

After putting on the appropriate shirt, she was ready to go.

First stop was to pay the water bill. EK got to hold a baby squirrel. She even named it Elliot. Did I just hear some sighs of relief since my child isn't snake handling?

Then off to Chick-fil-A. Here she comes down the slide.
Now she's rocking on the rocking cow.

Then they stopped by a pet shop. EK is looking at the mice.

A quick pic with Daddy at AK's Coffee. The plan was to eat cake, but EK decided on some ice cream.

Daddy must have said something funny.

Little Man spent some time with Mommy, but greeted Daddy with smiles when he returned home.

I could never grow tired of posting pictures of Ross and the babies. He is a tremendous daddy. He has such a busy schedule, but always seems to make time for each of us.

Worthwhile

I know in the past I have drawn attention to my husband's devotional blog, The Still. I would once again like to direct you to his most recent posting. This week's post was different than any I've ever read. It is a wonderful, God-focused perspective that gave me much to mull over and keep. My husband grew up in the small town of Samson where an unspeakable tragedy took place last week. He makes mention of this tragedy in his devotional.

I know it will be a blessing to all who take the time to read it.

Rub-a-Dub-Dub...

My two babies in the tub!

Emmett LOVES to get a bath. He was very impatient the other night while EK was in the tub so I decided it was time for him to go ahead and get in.

**Notice that he always keeps an eye on her.

The Flying Boxer

At first he asks nicely to play. She lets him know that she is better than him.

Then he decides to show off his mad flying skills.

How can she resist?

She's got to be impressed.

Be glad that you cannot hear what Bunny is saying in this one.

Her ears are pointed back...chihuahuas usually attack at this point.

He just won't give up.

Okay, people.

So I have gone back and edited the former post that showed "dat durdy cat". This would be the post entitled "Thanks, Butler." Instead, upon doing a little research, I discovered that before 'dat durdy cat' found its way to our doorstep, it was a successful chef. I hope this makes everyone happy especially Robyn:)

She 'wuvs' her Daddy!

Two things that EK loves...her Daddy and playing outside. She was tickled to play outside with her Daddy this past week.

Just some of her daily chores...

Ellie Kate loves to help Paca Doc feed his cows. You can be assured that she is all business. My Dad told me that EK often picks up a small stick and says, "I gone beat dat cow." Heifers beware.














One has to wonder how he manages when she isn't there.

The Blizzard of '09

It is so crazy to me that these are pictures of the same area where we played just four days earlier.

Thought this one was beautiful.

So pretty.

Playing

We were able to play outside one day this week.

Going to play.

Climbing the stairs.

Posing for a picture.

Just a swingin'.

Just a sittin'.

Love those cheeks!

Watching his sister play.

She's brave.

"Weeeeeeee!"

Bunny soaked in the sun.

Going back inside is always the hard part.

Thanks Butler.

At first I was going to label this post as 'Loyalty', but then I realized that anyone reading would expect to see a picture of Bunny.
These are pictures of Butler following Ross over to the church.

I know he went in this door.

Maybe he's coming out of another door.

Going to look.

If you throw something out beside the road near our home, Butler will bring it to our doorstep. He usually keeps a random beer can in the yard. He recently drug up the carcass of an unfortunate armadilla. And then just this week he brought this nasty thing to our doorstep. We think it was a cat. Obviously one that was very scared when it took it's final breath. EK called it 'dat durdy cat.'

We have been told that when your dog likes where he lives he will bring you 'presents'. Judging by the gifts that Butler has bestowed upon us, he obviously loves his home.

The things she says...

The other night I was reading EK a story from her bible story book. It had a picture of Paul standing on a rock and telling the people around him about Jesus.

Me: "You can tell people about Jesus."
EK: (while pointing to the picture) "I can go see them? I gone give Paul a high five."

Another time when we were talking about God...
EK: "I want to go see Him."
Me: "What would you say to Him?"
EK: "I say Boo God!"

EK loves to take messages back and forth between me and Ross. We usually say things like 'tell Daddy I love him' or 'tell Mommy she's pretty'. She calls these messages "the magic word". The other night I was at home by myself with the kids. Emmett was asleep and EK was laying on my bed with me...

EK: "Tell me the magic word, Mommy."
Me: "What do you mean?"
EK: "Say, 'you hot Daddy'."
She then started laughing, sat up, looked toward the bedroom door and said, "You hear dat, Woss?!"