My Jamas

For the past week, Quinn has been a huge fan of his blue monkey pajamas. Now, normally, that might not be blog worthy, but this is a little boy who typically sleeps in his diaper, or in the clothes he was wearing during the day. He even chose to wear his pajamas to Jo-Jo's on Wednesday. But, with all quirky phases, they come to a surprising end:) Last night he would have nothing to do with his pajamas and was back to life in the buff.

This past week we graduated from swimming lessons, though we all know that participation is the key in these little kid classes. While he definitely made some swimming progress, he certainly didn't bond to the instructor, a sweet high school thing that thought he could try to do rockets, when mostly my son wanted to play with the ball. This week he discovered that he could touch the bottom of the pool with his feet in the shallow end and that was the end to swimming. All he wanted to do was test the waters, if you will, and walk about. Funny kid.

This week we got the Elmo goes Green video to preview. I haven't sad through a whole episode of it, but I need to soon so that I can write up my review. Ah, Paul Rudd. From Clueless in the 90's to Sesame Street today. Quite the professional leap:)

Objects floating around our house: Quinn has been making all sorts of use out of the cardboard from the IKEA beds we recently purchased. The long cardboard has been set up for a long slide for his cars, which was then swiftly crushed when Quinn tried to slide down. Fortunately, that didn't stop the fun. Then, we wanted to fold the cardboard back over us like a blanket. We've wrapped ourselves in it and tried to hide and we've used it for multiple fort-like shapes. You have to love and appreciate how playing with the least expensive thing in the house is the most fun.

Yesterday Luke and Quinn were off to Eagles Nest while I graded. They returned with bulgogi and one tired little boy. It was Wall-E day, but more than that, we played a lot of catch. Quinn is SO funny when he throws. He often ends up spinning completely around when he throws or tucks his head under. It's rare that he can look at you and throw at the same time. The ball sometimes ends up behind him or to the right or left. To his credit, he did a great job of catching:) In Matt's arms, he laughed and laughed when the little beach ball bonked Matt on the head. Even in Matt's arms, he still turns his head away when he throws.

In other Quinn news, my darling son likes to collect pennies and change now and again. His pockets will sometimes he heavy with the change. The other day Matt witnessed him putting pennies in his diaper because he didn't have any pockets. A penny stuck to his foot the other day and that also seemed a convenient travel spot so he was miffed when he couldn't get his foot to attach itself to the coin again (the air dried off his sweaty little foot). Funny, wonderful Quinn.