More Utterances from Grant

All of these happened at the dinner table:

I get it, Mom.  The redder the meat, the more juice it has.

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I can't believe I have ten dollars and one wallet!

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There are three ways to make an "owie" get away.  Here they are.
Number one: You can SuperGlue it.
Number two: You can put a Band-Aid on it.
Number three: You can put no SuperGlue and no Band-Aid.
And that's how you fix your "owies" gone.

Goldfield

Goldfield is a ghost town near Mesa, Arizona that is now a small tourist destination.  Apparently people found a fair amount of gold there for about five years.  We paid it a visit 113 years after it was abandoned, and coincidentally, when it was about 113 degrees outside. (I wonder why they didn't stay???)

No matter.  No temperature is too hot for primates.

All that's left is dust in every form.

Daddy's Side Kick

Either Scotty's crazy for Dad's attention, or he has the grease monkey gene!  Either way, he was the only child willing to get down and dirty, so to speak, to help Clint change the oil in the car.

 

I don't think Scotty minded that much, though.

Actually, I think he quite enjoyed it.

He even learned to clean up after himself a bit.

As the adage goes, like father, like son!

Dog-Sitting

Uncle Denny's dog is half human.  After his bath, Rhino likes to be swaddled in a towel and held like a baby.  This is exactly the way I hold all of my babies after their baths.  Maybe it's a family tradition.

Grant Says the Cutest Things

Grant and I found a spider in the house the other day.  I cannot remember ever seeing one in this house before, so it must have been a long time since Grant had studied one indoors.  He said to me, "Don't worry, Mom.  I know what to do!  I'll kill it ... [triumphant pause as a big smile breaks across his face] ... with a fork!"

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Grant and Scotty had the unfortunate luck of getting shots last week.  For some reason or another, Grant had to get SIX.  I have personally never seen that many administered at a time.  A team of four nurses (all dressed alike; it was a bit overwhelming) entered the room and doted over Grant on the exam table.  Grant was a little confused as to what was going on (I had given him no warning).  He grew more confused when they asked him to lie down.  Two nurses held his legs, and two nurses held his arms.  On the count of three, the nurses holding his arms injected the first two simultaneously.  The nurses had round two in his arms before Grant could react with, "Hey, that hurt!"  When they took the needles out for round three, Grant was whimpering a sad cry.  On the way out of the clinic, as we walked past the check-in desk, Grant loudly announced, "I NEVER GO TO COME BACK TO THIS PLACE AGAIN!"  One of the workers at the desk laughed and said to the other, "Don't give him a survey."

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The other day, Grant woke up earlier than the other kiddos.  I told him to lie on my bed while I finished getting ready.  I was almost done, so a few minutes later, I sat next to him on the bed and gave him a little back massage.  He said, "Ooh, that feels comfortable."

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Grant was playing one of his favorite games on the computer.  I walked by and he asked, "Mom, did you play this game when you were little?"

I responded, "No, Grant.  We didn't even have a computer when I was little."

Nonchalantly he replied, "Well, you should have bought one then."

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I asked Grant if I could take his picture for this post.  Historically, Grant isn't too fond of posing for the camera.  He immediately declined, but rethought it and said, "OK, I guess you can."  He was playing on the computer at the moment, so he paused his game and gave me a cheesy grin.  I told him that I actually would prefer to take his picture outside because the lighting was better.  I don't know why, but we never made it outside.  Now I wish I had taken his picture next to the computer when I had the chance.

Sedona, Arizona

The last time we drove through Sedona, we had an almost two-year-old Nicole and my niece Quincy.  I can't believe it has been so long! Clint and I have wanted to go back ever since, so we picked the ultra-busy and crazy fourth of July weekend to do it.  Fortunately, the mountains weren't as crowded as downtown.

We had planned to take our Tahoe four-wheeling, but we found out that it needs a lift by a couple of inches.  So we rented a Jeep in town, which the kids thought was so cool.

Nicole and Scotty in the backseat before we left the parking lot.

Nicole and Grant climbing boulders.

Everyone but Mama climbing boulders. (Scotty does it one-handed.)

You can't do this in a Tahoe ...

The babies on red rock.

There's a reason they write songs about this place!