Tuesday, June 16, 2009

A Great Trip

We are back at home in Colorado after a great trip home (and yes, we still think of KS as home) to visit family. We had so much fun! The week started off with a wedding, then meeting Eiley Grace/#19, then a family reunion, a volleyball game, a little swimming, a trip to the airport to pick up Daddy and there was also some relaxing with family and visiting with friends. It was packed, but it couldn't have been better. The best part was that the kids got to play with their cousins. (Sorry Kymee and Kyle, they actually lump you guys into the cousins group.) Seriously, I barely see the kids when we are back there. If cousins or aunts and uncles are around, they disappear and kind of fend for themselves. It does always take a while to adjust to our regular life when we return to CO, but they have behaved better today than they did yesterday, so I guess that's all I can ask of them.

We always have some funny moments when we are there. The one that comes to mind right now is a conversation between Zetta, Grady and myself.
Z: "Grandma Kristy said that Dominique and Divante are DYYYING to see me."
M: "Oh, yeah? I bet they are pretty excited. They haven't seen you in a long time."
G: "I can't WAIT to see Dominique and Buh-dan-tay!.......But, why is they dying?!"

Dominique and Divante are twins that belong to Bryan's cousin, Heather. Poor Divante (duh-von-tay). His name must be hard for everyone to say because Great Grandma Mary said that when the babysitter's son talks about them, he refers to them both as "the Dominique brothers!" ;) Very funny! I love kid talk!

Monday, June 1, 2009

The Dreaded Dr.

Merrick had his 9-month check up today. I can't believe it! The receptionist needed to give me some paperwork and asked how old he was and I told her he was 8 months. Then I realized, nope, he's 9 today. Where did the last 9 months go? I have no idea. It's all a blur. Well, back to the Dr. Grady has been worried since last night that Merrick would have to get a shot. He was even crying this morning before we had to leave saying, "I'm not going! I don't want Merrick to get a shot!" He is so protective of his siblings. It's very funny and very sweet! I prepared him for the appt. and said I didn't know if there would be a shot or not, and that if there was he would not throw a fit or bother the Dr. or nurse while it was happening. He was sure to ask everyone in the office if Merrick was getting a shot, and luckily he didn't have to. Whew! He did have to get a finger stick, though. Grady was pretty leary of that, but Merrick didn't even flinch, so everything was great. The test he had was to check for an iron deficiency but, probably thanks to the liver Bryan fed him the other day, he was just fine!