Weekend trip

Last weekend we went to Snowflake just for some time away.  We had a lot of fun enjoying some cooler weather (including snow in Show Low).  Natalie and Kelton had tons of fun playing outside with cousins all day at Grandma and Grandpa Webb's.  On Saturday, Nate and I went golfing with my dad and Melanie and Sean.  Then on Monday before we came home, Nate and I went back to the golf course with my dad and we took Natalie and Kelton with us.  They had a lot of fun coming with us.  Kelton refused to ride in the cart for about two holes (until he got tired) and wanted to walk right along side grandpa.  Natalie had fun driving (steering) the golf cart.  I'm not too excited for her to turn sixteen.  Luckily I have a decade to prepare.  Oh, and Nate got his first ever birdie.  It was on a par three hole.

Kelton kept saying the funniest things while we were there.  Here are a few that I can remember.

(while in the car--driving somewhere)
Natalie: "Mom, can we get a pumpkin and carve it?"
Me:  "Yes, we will get a pumpkin when it gets closer to Halloween."
Kelton:  "Halloween??  I like Halloween.  I just love candy!"

Here's the setup for this next one.  Kelton had been jumping on the trampoline with a metal tent spike.  I might insert here that this was not on my watch.  I got home after the injury.  The personal injury attorney was on duty.  (Hmm, I wonder if the packaging on the tent expressly states that tent spikes are not to be used while jumping on trampolines.  Hahaha.  You never know... my blowdryer instructions say to not operate while sleeping.)  So I walked in to find Nate in the bathroom cleaning up a very scared Kelton who had a little cut on his forehead, right between the eyes.  Nate got the blood all wiped up and we went downstairs to find a band aid.  Kelton still looked very scared and sad.  You know that look kids get when they are terrified--he had it.  A few minutes later, I found a band aid and cut it down to size to fit between Kelton's eyes.  I very carefully placed it over the cut.  Then Kelton got up and walked over to the back door, opened it, and in the most exuberant voice, called out,

"Natalie!  I'm all fixed now!!!" 

He then sprinted out the door to continue playing on the trampoline with everyone.  It was then that I realized that I have severely underestimated the power of band aids.

Then one afternoon I walked into a room where Kelton was.  He came up to me and asked,

"Where's DVD?"
Me: "DVD?"
Kelton: "Yes, where is DVD?"
Me: (confused) "Do you want to watch a movie?"
Slight pause... (I could see the wheels turning in his head because he realized he said the wrong thing and was trying to figure out how to fix it.)
Kelton: "Where's... Steee...V-D?"
Me:  "Are you looking for Stevie?  Your cousin?"
Kelton:  "Yes.  Where's Stevie?"

This boy cracks me up.  Lately he is having troubles with any word that ends in the "vee" sound.  For example... the television is a TVD.  In his mind, V must always be followed by D.  As in DVD.  And Stee-V-D.

I love this little boy. 

(You can see his little cut in this picture--it has been healing for almost a week and is not much more than a little red mark now.)