Words

"Touie"
"Bulls"
"Bis"
"Daryl"

Translation: Ratatouille, Incredibles, Chris and Sheryl. I love Quinn's language.

I am embracing the runner in Quinn because it means I'm being more active. Round and round we go in the front hall. I'm also dancing up a storm. The Handy Manny CD has some lovely Latin-inspired tunes and Quinn and I twirl around the room in my make-shift dancing moves. Quinn has a new winter coat and snowpants. They're a very nice blue and Columbia to boot. I've wanted to own a Columbia jacket my whole life, or for as long as I can recall, and it makes me happy to dress Quinn warmly. I, on the other hand, don't have a regular winter coat, but priorities change when you have a little one. Quinn loves to take pictures with our camera. He's learned to say, "cheese" before he takes the photo. He even puts the camera up to his eye, which he closes, before he snaps the pic. Another household tool he loves is the flashlight. He loves to have us turn the lights down so he can see it projected on the ceiling and walls. Smart boy. Last night Quinn and Dad went out to shovel. He's quite an adorable thing out there with his little man shovel. Two days ago we practiced shoveling his legos in his room; I'm sure the demo helped:) I do my best to talk to Quinn whenever we're driving; I sing and point things out as best I can. He knows that we go "'round the bend" on our way to Jo-Jo's and "over the choo-choo tracks" as well.