Dear Quinn,
So much about you has changed in the last two weeks that I don't even know where to begin. You now crawl at warp speed and all you want to do is stand up. You pull yourself up and walk around the room holding on to the furniture. You stand up in your crib and force us to lay you back down over and over and over again.
Your ears are your latest discovery - you scratch and pull at them so much that I asked the doctor to check you for an infection. (all clear!)
You recently started dancing - moving your body up and down to the beat if music is playing. We are anxiously waiting to see if you will inherit your Daddy's dance moves - or, God forbid, mine.
You did pick up something from your Momma after all though - you have just started sucking your thumb! We will let you continue as long as you like, but please keep in mind that it stops being cute around high school.
You are eating more than ever before - whole jars of baby food before you get your bottles and a bit of grazing throughout the day. You protest if anyone around you is eating. I have never had a puppy, but I imagine it isn't unlike having you around at the moment. You climb up our legs begging for a bite, and if something is dropped on the floor, we are quick to snap it up before you get to it.
Your Daddy does not want me to encourage this behavior. "Stop feeding her from the table!" but it is so much fun to offer you little chunks of whatever we are having and watch you chew it up with your four little teeth. You will even take sips from a glass of water.
Although the infant room at school is only supposed to go up to six months, they have kept you around because you are the teacher's pet. I suspect that is going to change very soon. You are now a danger (and a bully!) to the smaller babies in the room. Yesterday I watched you stand over a little guy in a bouncy seat and steal the binky right out of his mouth. Needless to say, I am not worried at all about your ability to hold your own with the older kids in the next room up. You're ready and you're going to be great!
Your little personality is really starting to emerge and we are being forced to discipline you for the first time. I have been trying to teach you to share your puffs, to stop growling when you aren't getting fed fast enough, to stay away from the TV and fireplace, and most of all to STOP TAKING MY GLASSES OFF MY FACE. I am continually amazed by your strength. If you are determined to get my glasses, there isn't much I can do to stop you. I constantly pull away and repeat the word, "no" over and over, which you think is really funny. It's all our fault that you think it's a game - we can't help but return the smile every time you show us your toothy little grin.
I saved the very best for last - you have become cuddly again. Most times when you come crawling over, you just want to be picked up and held. If you are very tired, you will sit quietly on our laps while we read you a book. You give out "hugs" by gently laying your face against our cheeks or chests. Getting one of your hugs is the absolute greatest thing in the world. We love you so much, Baby Quinn!
Let's look at some pictures from the last couple of weeks!
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| Just missed a rainstorm |
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| I love my Daddy! |
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| And my Momma too! |
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| Playing with Daddy |
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| South Street Diner: I ordered squished up tomato bits |
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| Picking out some new toys online... |
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| More playtime with Dad |
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| Sunday morning: pickin' up veggies at the Headhouse Square Farmer's Market |
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| Don't tickle me, Mommy! |
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| BBQ with my buddies |
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| Hey Adelaide..can I have a lil' sip? |
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| Playin' ball with Ella |
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| Gotta go! See you next time! |
