Saturday, November 6, 2010

Happy Birthday Kelsy!!!









Happy birthday to my little sister Kelsy. She is the big 1-8 today! I still think of her as being 8. My other sisters and I, for the longest time (seriously like 4 or 5 years), would say 8 whenever somone would ask how old she is. I don't know if it was the "baby" stigma, or her maturity level..... or the fact that she never quite cared about the things that came with growing up (to this day... does not wear any make-up, never has really liked boys- as Kade would say "she is...." nevermind). Anyway..... needless to say, she has always seemed very young to me..... its crazy she is 18 and a senior in high school!
We love Kelsy!!! What would life be like without her in our family? Nobody to laugh at, nobody to save you just when you are feeling a little dumb, no "kelsy stories" on a daily basis, no soccer to go watch. She is an awesome soccer player.... I have been out of work for the last 3 months (high school soccer season) so I was able to go watch a lot of her games. They are actually pretty fun... and Kelsy dominates (other than she is kind of a wimp and ended up on the ground every game)!

Here are a few "Kelsy stories":
Kelsy: ".... blah blah my teacher Mr. Card-ER blah blah blah...."
Me: "Kelsy, why do you say his name like that. Don't you mean Carter"
Kelsy: "noooo...... it's not with a 't' it's like a Card, and then -er. Card-er. Not Carter!"
Me: "Right Kelsy..... but you still pronounce it the same." *Kelsy with her confused face* "Nevermind Kelsy, say it however you want"

One night Rachelle and Kelsy were watching law and order and they were talking about how someone was bias......
Mom: "Kelsy, do you know what it means to be bias?"
Kelsy: "um..... to be bisexual?"
all of us: "what?!?"

One day at church, my mom was sending Kelsy home to get a few things for her. She was writing her a note during sacrament meeting (1st hour of church) and wrote a few things. One thing said.... blah blah blah get something in the cupboard next to the fridge. Kelsy read through the note... then sat there and stared at the note with a look a confusion. She turn her head to every angle as she stared at a very specific stop on the paper.
Mom: "oh Kelsy...... what word do you not know?"
Kelsy: "Mom, what is a cup-board?"
Mom: trying to hold a stern face "Kelsy!!! A cupboard!!!! That says cupboard... you know... like a CUPBOARD!!"
Kelsy: again, very confused and very concerned "no... that says CUP----BOARD. That is not how you spell cupboard"
Mom: "okay Kelsy... whatever"

From mom:
Kelsy had a concusion a few weeks ago from soccer (I'm telling you... she's always hurt!!) My mom- being the mom she is- would run over to the school every day to bring her whatever she needed and to check on her. This particular day, she brought her food, ibuprofen, and a root beer float. She handed her the ibuprofen, and the drink and then waited for her to put it in her mouth and swallow it (there is a reason we treat her like she is 5). Kelsy puts the ibuprofen in her mouth, takes a drink..... sits there for a second thinking (this is rare).... and then looks down her straw.
Mom: "Kelsy!!! Did you swallow the ibuprofen?"
Kelsy: "um..... I don't know..... I think it might have gone down the straw..."
Mom: "Kelsy!!! I didn't bring any extra"

From Crysti:
Kelsy has a always been very strange. Remember when she was little and she used to pretend like she was a dog? She would litterally come up to you and sit at your feet and bark and pant like a dog. Or you would be sitting on the couch watching tv and she would jump up on the couch and lick you and continue barking and panting. Weird... right?? Also.... remember whenever any boys would come over, she would just walk up to them and stare. When they would finally get passed the confusing, small girl staring up at them.... they would manage to say "hi" or "how's it going?" or something along those lines... and then she would just kick them in the shin... and causually walk away. Weird. No other way to descibe little Kelsy.

From Dad:
Last night we were watching tv together..... (this is a 'Princess Bride' reference.... which we all grew up with... so it you don't know that movie.... skip this)
Dad: "So.... tomorrow is your birthday, huh?
Kelsy: "yep."
Dad: "the big 18, huh??"
Kelsy: "yep."
Dad: "you know I kind of love you... but I'm going to have to kick you out tomorrow"
*reference from the princess bride when that one guy says to Wesley- "You know I kind of like you, but I'm going to have to kill you tomorrow"*
Dad of course cracks up at him self, and Kelsy just turns her head to the side and looks at him in confusion. Nevermind Kelsy.

This happens a lot. We try to joke or talk to her about something, and she just does this very specific look and says "huh?" She doesn't understand much... and you have to explain things like 5 times or talk slow for her to catch on. But this makes things very entertaining.  Whenever we think of a big word... or any word that sound a little sophisticated we say "hey Kelsy... what does blah blah blah mean?" Just so we can get in a good laugh as she tries to come up with her most sensible answer.  A question as simple as "how was your day" or "what have you been up to" gets you the most random/ amusing/ dumb/ crazy responses you can think of. It's good times whenever you talk to this girl.

Happy Birthday Kelsy!!! What would we do without you??

4 comments:

  1. hahaha, Happy Birthday to Kelsy!

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  2. This is so funny. Kelsy is the best. I Love Kelsy stories they always garantee a laugh. Oh and I can't believe our little sister is that old. Its crazy.

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  3. I love this. So funny. Miss you guys.

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  4. I ditto Callie's comment. Man, I remember those Kelsey shin kicks, lol. My favorite Kelsey memory is this: Once your parents were out of town and Crystal and I were watching you guys. Well, Kelsey somehow managed to get a comb completely stuck in her hair. Like REALLY stuck. To the point we thought we would have to cut it out. Crystal said, "Well, Kelsey, how do you feel about Katie's hair?" (This is when I had VERY short hair in high school.) Kelsey burst into tears, because clearly she wasn't thrilled with adopting my hairstyle. I miss all those moments at the Montoya house. So many fun memories.

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