Quinn and his Dad are painting together. Quinn is wearing one of Luke's old shirts, backwards and looks more adorable than words can say. Last night, Quinn determined that he was going to wear Dad's pajamas to bed. Wearing an old green t-shirt and blue gym shorts, Quinn was a vision in over-sized funniness. We laughed about how things were too "small" and eventually, he was ready to don his own spaceship pajamas.

Megan and Leo visited me at the book fair recently and they picked up the book "Nurture Shock" which apparently makes a case for how too much positive validation from parents can be detrimental for kids. I suppose there's something to that argument, but I certainly find it personally difficult to do anything but celebrate how terrific I think my son is. It's worth a read though, or learning more, because I want Quinn to be centered and have a positive self-esteem, but not shy away from challenge:)

It is very hard for me, however, to not turn around and celebrate his delightful painting. He is such a cutey.

One more day to the term and then staff development. Had a really encouraging meeting with my long-term sub this morning and I think she's going to be really excellent in my stead.

Quinn and I watched cars today as they were passing by the house and worked on our colors. Our driving routine is pretty mellow. Luke and I may talk some and catch up and we check in about Quinn's day, but then we let him chill for a bit on the short ride home. On one hand, it's relaxing and low pressure... on the other hand, i have to fight the instinct to make every second with Quinn "count" in some academic or learning fashion. As a baby, even though our commute to Jo-jo's was incredibly short, I always made sure to sing the whole way or talk the whole way. I am odd.

Quinn says he is now going to paint a picture for me. He is singing the word "Blue, blue, blue, blue..."

Quinn likes to sing all sorts of random lines of conversation, which reminds me of my own lyrical gifts...

I have the Superwhy song in my head.

Have I mentioned that in our co-sleeping world, Quinn loves to snuggle as close to my back as possible and is almost always in the center of the bed, but not on one side-- unless it's my side:)

I like watching how kids are ambidextrous and try out painting and coloring with both hands.

Tomorrow is Thursday. Quinn has speech:) I love his voice and listening to its every inflection. I wish I could record it all. When I bring out the camera, however, he clams up and is focused on being recorded as opposed to being his charming former, chatty self.

Roger remains Quinn's top pick for his sister's name. He also seems to have two imaginary friends named Kenny and Roger, though Luke and I are not sure if we mishearing his pronunciation, if they actually exist...