Grandkids Say the Darnedest Things
Hunter was wearing a t-shirt from Aspen Grove. I asked him about it and he told me about the fun things he did there. I told him that it sounded like a great place to go but, I had never been there. He said that is because you are not rich like my other grandma. I told him that wasn’t true that I had seven of the best grandkids anybody could ever want, so I thought I was very rich.
My new hair color seems to have done wonders for my appearance. Among the comments and/or complements I have received, Joseph’s is my favorite. He asked me, “Grandma, when are you going to get old?”
David was helping his mom make frosting for a cake. When she finished mixing it, she asked him if he wanted to lick the beaters. He said, “Yes, my tongue is out.”
Nathan has been trying out his Spanish language skills, saying some words in Spanish. Today he asked, “How do they say watermelon in Spanish in China?”
This should be under a category called the “Grandkids do the darnedest things.” Grandpa had two checks and the deposit slip sitting on the table ready to take to the bank. He must have left a pen there, too. Alyssa found them and proceeded to scribble all over them. It wouldn’t have been so bad but on one of the checks the scribbling looked just like it said. “Void.” Pretty good cursive handwriting for an 18 month old. Unfortunately Grandpa did not think it was funny.
Jeremy and Hillary and kids were leaving early Sunday morning after the family reunion so they could get back to attend church in their ward. They loaded the sleeping kids into the car and buckled them into their car seats. I went out to see if I could help and Joseph woke up and yelled to me that he had to go potty. So I hurried and unbuckled him and ran into the bathroom with him to help him so he could quickly get back out to the car. I was standing behind him and after he finished I tried to help him by pulling up his pants but apparently I didn’t do a very good job because he said, “Wait, Grandma, my fire hose is still out.”
(This was a conversation over heard by Grandma) Hunter and his mom were talking about traveling to National Parks and his mom said she wanted to take him to Mt. Rushmore again, but when he was old enough to remember it. He asked what was there and she told him that it was a mountain with men’s faces carved in it. He asked, ”Who’s faces? Missonarys’? Prophets’?.” “No,” she said, “but they should be. They are presidents.”
When Nathan and David and their family came for a visit their mom commented that their hair was getting long and they needed hair cuts. Later, while we were eating dinner David said, “Grandma your hair is getting long, you need a shortcut.”
While David and his family were here visiting, we spent a day up at Pete’s Hole fishing. We started back to the cabin with David, Alyissa, and Nathan in the back seat of the truck. As we started down the road, David yelled out “Don’t drive like my mother.”
A few months ago, Joseph spent a few days with us. We were up at Joe’s Valley fixing the water line and he was climbing on rocks and playing. He slipped and fell and skinned his knee. He started crying and said he didn’t want to stay there because he always got hurt there. So I said that we were going to Green River to Grandpa’s house. He said he didn’t want to go there either because he got hurt there, too, and he said he got hurt at his house, too. I asked him where we should go so he wouldn’t get hurt anymore. Without even thinking for a moment he said, “Hawaii, I never get hurt in Hawaii.”