Little Hands and Feet: Ouray - no MYray!

Jan 21, 2009

Ouray - no MYray!

We headed out of town last Friday as we both had the day off, so we spent Thurs night with Cyndi in Montrose, then went on to Ouray Fri morning. We went sledding and soaked in the hot springs pool - it was so relaxing! Here are some pic from the Ouray sledding - this blog makes it seem like sledding is all we do!

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Kids say the darnedest things

Libby, at VBS talking about kids against hunger: "Once we were on a trip and my parents didn't stop for 2-3 days so I went 2 or 3 days without eating"
Libby after crashing on her scooter: sob, "I wish I was a mom so I could be tough."
Jacob's 2nd grade teacher: "Jacob, how would you like to grow this year?" (pause) Jacob: " I would like to grow venus fly traps."
Libby: "Mom, please stop singing, it's giving me a headache."
Libby (while looking at our wedding picture): "When did you get married Mom?" Me: "1999". Jacob: "Oh, that's why it's in black and white".
Jacob, after I got home from the salon: "Oh Mom, you forgot to go to your haircut."
Libby, to a sweet lady sitting next to us on an airplane: "Are you allergic to ghosts?"
Libby: " Mom, can you smell the booger I just ate?"
Jacob : "Mom, you know why I like Godzilla so much? Because he's all about nature."
Me : "Libby, what are you doing?" Libby: "I'm putting squirt (hand sanitizer) in my belly button to make it more powerful."
Me: "Good night baby bear." Libby: "Good night grown-up bear."
Jacob:"Mom, can I fly my remote control helicopter outside?" Me: "No. What if you fly it over the fence?" Jacob: "Mom, it's a remote control, I'll just fly it back."
Jacob, as we're driving past an assisted living center: "Grandpa's old, but he can still mow the lawn."
Libby in the shower: "Let's play tag!"
Jacob to Grandma as she is trying to read him a book: "Uh Grandma, I think you're confused, you missed a page."
Libby, to the Grease Monkey guys: "THANK YOU!! (then under her breath) ya pickle-heads!"
Jacob: "Mom, Libby broke my spaceship." Me: "Well, maybe you need to keep your spaceships where Libby can't reach them." Jacob: "Or we could just get rid of Libby."