157680000 minutes..........3 years..........

Can it be??? Really??? Techincally it just became Wednesday, February 28th -- Since I haven't been asleep I am still counting it as Tuesday, February 27th...................

1576800 Minutes
3 years

Today is Whitlee's Birthday!!!!

I woke her up singing Happy Birthday -------------- I don't think the grin left her face all day!!!

Today she wasn't Whitlee Jane Cunningham -- no, today she was The Birthday Girl!!!! She wouldn't answer unless you referred to her as "The Birthday Girl". She said she felt growed up and big since she was 3.

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She had a great day!!! Here is a video I took with my cell phone when we took Brendan to the Doctor's office (more about that later). I don't know how clear it will be but she was doing the birthday girl dance. It is a bit blurry since it was with my cell phone.

5 Days!!! YIKES!!!

Well meaning I swear!! I really had intended to post before now --- life has a funny way of keepin you so busy you can't breathe.

Whitlee and I have been "selling" Valentine Grams at Brendans school. This requires roughly a minimum of 2 hours a day. Speaking of Valentines -- here is a layout I did of Brendan and Whitlee for Valentines Day





















The template is by Andrea Gold and the kit is Sweet Amour by 1 hour scraps

Whitlee's birthday is quickly approaching...................I am going insane!! SHE WANTS A MONKEY!!! A real monkey and she wants it in pink tights with a hat and gloves. Here is a layout I did of her.






















The template is by Andrea Gold and the kit is Sweet Pea by Krista

Whitlee has a gymnastics recital on Saturday! I am WAY more excited than she is --- I want her to show off what she has learned. All are welcome!!!


Brendan has a basketball game today -- here is a layout I did of his 3rd game. It is of Brendan his friend Blake Latta and Coach Grab.





















The template is by Dawn Wilson and the kit is called Basketball by Ronnie McCray

That is about all the time I have right now -- I need to get Whit dressed so we can sell Valentine Grams:) 2 more days...........................

6 days 6 days 6 days.............ok 7

its been 7 days since I blogged ---

Brendan's arm/wrist is fine (thank goodness) and definately NOT broken. He was so so mad at Dr. Christopher when he said he probably wouldn't want to play last Thursday --- Brendan did play - the entire game. He is SO stubborn....He simply must get that from his dad(hee hee hee). The boys basketball team (all 7 of them) played their 3rd and 4th games today -- the score of the 3rd game was 53 to 2o - US and today it was 34 to 6 - US.

Whitlee informed us of what she wants for her birthday............A MONKEY!!! Not a stuffed animal but a REAL one!!!! AND.......she wants it to wear pink tights!!!! Where does she come up with this stuff?? She is so worried that Jeff and I are going to forget her birthday party. She reminds Jeff every night. Gymnastics is going great! She is just loving it. There is a cheerleading class starting the day after her birthday and you have to be 3 to be in it. She really wants to do it. I'm not sure if I am going to sign her up or wait until summer to do it.

I don't have much time to blog today -- in addition to helping with the Thunderbird tickets I am also helping the 5th graders with their Valentine Gram fundraiser -- YIKES!!!! By the time Wednesday gets here I will be ready for a Valentine coma:)

I'll be back tomorrow and post some pictures and layouts I've recently done...........By the way I asked Whitlee what she wanted to be when she grew up...............................she responded with............A BANANA!!! You have to love a 2 year old!!!!!

It's NOT broken!!!

Well, it may be something called a compound fracture.........Which means it could be a little broken. Does that even make sense??? I mean seriously???? Can an arm be a little broke?? The answer is not blowing in the wind the answer evidently is yes. Hum.........and now you may be wondering what the heck am I talking about??? My sweet angel Whitlee Jane has recently learned something. She learned how to turn off the ringer on the telephone!!!! Today I picked up the phone about 12:30 and there was a message. A message??? How can that be??? I have been home all day - the phone hasn't rung???? Hum........As I ponder the mysteries of life..........I dial voice mail ---- it's Jeff ---- The school has called him..........Brendan got hurt during PE and as in the office...........He of course doesn't have his car.....he sent me a text message............What a text message --- my purse is right next to me.....it didn't ring and I didn't hear my text ring...so, what the heck is going on???? Well, I started looking for my cell guess where I found it ----- on the front seat of my car...it fell out when I was taking Brendan to school!!!!! According to the "health tech" said it wasn't swollen and it wasn't red.........so, he could rotate it and put some pressure on it but it was painful and it WAS swollen and red......PANIC PANIC PANIC........Brendan on the verge of freaking out --- why --- he has a basketball game tomorrow ---- the be all to end all ---- Since his ped from birth retired with little notice we haven't "offically" picked a new primary ped. YIKES.....................CRAP...............YIKES...................So, off to the ped office to see whoever we can see immediately. Dr. Christopher is great. He talked directly to Brendan not above him like he wasn't there. He really checked the arm/hand/wrist area and I could tell he was concerned......We had xrays many many many xrays!!!! And back to Dr. Christopher.............."good news......well, not bad news" and as my heart pretended to start beating again he said it wasn't a "clean" break but could be either a severe sprain or a compound fracture...bla bla bla ------- Brendan has to wear a brace 24/7 except when he is in the shower and putting his arm in ice. If it's not better in 10 days to 2 weeks I need to take him back. .....................sigh............thank goodness it's not broken!!!!!!...........Thank goodness my child is ok...........Thank goodness in the midst of what was happening to him he was concerned about his team.........Have I said lately how much I love my kid!!!!!! I am lucky!!!!!

FYI - GNOMESTEAD ROCKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!