Phobia

Oh gosh....I may have just given my daughter a phobia....

Ella was playing and alerted me there was a spider in the house. "I have to save my children!" I thought to myself, grabbing the fly swatter. Ella was running behind excitedly saying, "I GET TO KILL IT!  I GET TO!"  No way was I going to let my little girl get close to this creature!  I instructed Ella to grab a tissue for me. This was no ordinary spider, but Halloween prank-sized. I was set in position when it happened.....

It fell off the wall and crawled insanely fast towards us. As I lunged to protect Eli from this arachnid, I heard a scream escape my lips, only to be echoed out of Ella's mouth.  This was not a small "ah!" scream, but rather one from a horror movie, so loud and long that my throat began to protest in pain!  As I'm smashing the tarantula to smitherines, legs are falling off, limbs are being cast aside, I'm repeating, "This is SO gross!  It's disgusting!"  and in the background, I can hear Ella repeating everything I'm saying.  That's when I realized....

I've worked so hard for nearly four whole years at not freaking out about a bug in front of her.  Here she was poised to kill the spider herself, and what did I do?  Not only force the job on me, but now I've totally freaked her out about it!  Great!  Mom of the year?  Doubtful.  Oh well, I guess this phobia probably would've happened for her one day anyway....

Here are some pictures of the kids in happier moments...

watching baseball

sleepy time

I know this is terrible quality, but it was adorable--
As soon as the baseball game came on, Eli begged to sit by Nick.  Then he watched the first 3 innings, clapping the whole time!
When he saw me take the picture, he started pointing to the TV excitedly saying, "LOOK!" followed by a bunch of baby gibberish.  It was too cute.  That's my boy! :)