Quinn is marvelous

I want Mommy. This phrase will often accompany Quinn when he is melting down and crying. However, this does not mean that he actually wants me. Instead, he craves a symbol of Mommy-like sympathy and goodness, someone who will not refuse him another window in his advent calendar or ice cream for breakfast. Not to be mistaken for a saint, my son has had ice cream for breakfast at least twice in his life, but always accompanied by some other substantive food item. Does that make it ok?:) This week was Quinn's first preschool program and it was the holiday sing along. Despite its apt title, Quinn did not actually sing along. He looked at Luke and I, mouthed the words "I want Mommy" and was generally taken with the large crowd of adults watching him and his friends. I think he was crowded next to his friends in a circle too small for them all and this meant that he didn't have the arm room for jingling bells or hitting sticks. And, my darling son is not the most assertive and didn't move his frame to get to a better position. Ah, Quinn. Luke and I invested in a lego advent calendar which has been quite fun to open. Star Wars remains the cat's meow in the house and he is often seen wearing his Star Wars jammies with his light saber attached to the top of his pajama pants. Quinn is quite the light saber expert nowadays and reminds me that I need to hold it with two hands and also that there are certain poses which allow him to "attack" in certain ways. Ah, the padewon in my son:)