My boys are busy playing Star Wars Legos rights now. We spent the day in Albany with the Beck's for Palm Sunday/Easter celebrations. Levi and Bobbi made it up so everyone was able to see the new baby:) Quinn and Luke are pretty darn adorable as they play together. Quinn is wearing his new spiderman t-shirt and shorts from Marcia and Steve. The t-shirt is sleeveless and yellow and he's wearing it over his grey Darth Vader shirt. He's got on his new black shorts and has kept on his brown socks that went with his Easter outfit. He is perched on his red rocking chair from Grandma Edberg and has the Wii remotes clutched in his hands. He is making lots of narrative sort of comments, as is his father. They are both chuckling throughout their game play. I believe that my son is far more talented with a Wii remote than he probably should be, but I impressed nonetheless and predict many more hours of father/son video game playing over the years. "Roger" is stretching and moving in my belly and I am glad that after a long weekend, she is still up to moving about. Quinn and the family just finished a late dinner of pizza and Quinn was quick to tell me that if he finished his pizza, Dad said that he could have "chocolate" but the way he said chocolate was in a hushed whisper, adding intrigue to his treat. Sweet, sweet boy.

One of Quinn's new things is that he likes to pretend to steal our ears and then we pretend that we can't hear him and all he says. He laughs uproariously about the whole thing and it's all wonderfully happy. He is doing very well at his new session of swimming lessons and is good about holding on to the wall of the pool and kicking his little legs. We stopped at the Gap outletin Albertville today on our way back from Albany and picked up some new summer duds for the little man. He is going to be wearing 5t and clothes- wild! I can hardly believe that I have a near 4 year old and will soon be adding an infant to the mix! had the St. Kate's book fair yesterday at Barnes and Noble and visited with some nice parents. Karissa Baker, a former co-worker from SPA, has her son at St. Kate's and its fun to visit with her. McCall's Mom was also there with Quinn's pal and we are glad to here that they are returning next year.

Both Luke and I are proud of the fact that by and large, Quinn is a polite and friendly boy. When exhausted, he can be curt and not want to be forced into things, but in large part, he's a respectful kid. I am glad that we are doing our best to model manners to him. Roger continues to be the most popular name for his little sister to be. Luke and I continue to marinate over the other names we like and are trying to balance out the root of the name and the family associations as close to equal as possible. Who knows where we'll land on a name??

Spring break is finally here and I have tons to do this week. I need to finish the science work from last summer, I need to get lessons ready for the long term sub and it also looks like I need to ready a resume and cover letter for a potential new position at open school. that, and I should take it easy and try my best not to have a baby:)

Quinn continues to be a happy co-sleeper and snuggles as close to me as possible, then stretching his legs across the rest of the bed so I can't switch sides and make any gains in space. Funny kid. We were able to get him off a wierd week of Spongebob and Nick tv and move him to pbs. He had worn tired of the disney line up and likes the arthur, george mix. I saw the trailer for toy story 3 today and that is going to be quite good:)

Just finished a mystery that was reviewed in people magazine and now I'm going to dive into diana gabaldon. The boys are laughing and shouting. Luke sometimes reprimands Quinn's moves and I think Quinn likes teasing him with their progress by jumping into water, off ledges, etc. My son loves being a storm trooper and often asks if I want to come and play with him and be a jedi and he'll be a storm trooper. Funny kid. I do love them both so very, very much.

The anxiety or worry is seeping in. I look around at the amazing life I have and I worry about the safety of everyone. Today we meet with the life insurance guy. We need to update our plans now that we'll be adding a second child to our merry mix. With that, the burning need also persists for Luke and I to sit down and make a will. UGgh. I don't want anyone else to raise my children, I want to do it with Luke and I don't want anything to jeopardize that. So, when I sometimes turn over- rather awkwardly- in the bed and listen to Quinn breathe, I think to myself, "This is the most perfect life I could lead. Please God don't let anything change the health and wellness of those I love most".

Today we're off to the perinatal ultrasound folks to check in on the little one and her growth. From the looks of my much expanded belly, the two cord vessel has done little to slow down her progress. She's a mover too. She's pretty regularly active:) Quinn spent some time last night kissing the belly and was highly entertained the other evening when she was pushing her foot out and making my belly have a funny bump to it. He laughed hysterically at that. Listening to Quinn laugh is one of the best sounds I can imagine. He and his Dad will wrestle a half dozen times a week and the hysteria to his enjoyment is so sweet. Sometimes in his dreams he laughs good naturedly. Love it!

This past Saturday was McCall's birthday party and it was a delight to watch Quinn and his beloved friends. They ran and ran and ran and jumped and explored and had a great time. Of course, the two of them were nearly inseparable and where one went the other followed. When one didn't want to eat pizza, neither did the other. There were odd displays of arms crossed and No's being flung around to no one in particular. I guess we don't have to look very far for Quinn's inspiration at sassiness. To his credit though, he already is learning the art of code shifting and in most cases knows that when with us he is one version of himself and with his friends, he can be another person. By no means do I think either of them misbehave in school, but some of his assertiveness has roots in McCall's modeling:)

Before the party we went to Creative Kids Stuff to pick out McCall's gift. Of course my son found a box of Star Wars equipment under a discount table and began to carry it around. For someone who can't read, he sure recognizes the Star Wars logo. He enjoys watching letters and numbers form together and his new thing is to ask what something says. He likes to type on the computer as well, just like Mom and Dad. He's been watching Super Why on his Dad's phone lately and singing along to that. Speaking of, I bought my first toddler CD and it was a "huge" hit in the car. I need to remember to check in with Luke about some of those purchases. Whoops.

The appearance of the word stupid was temporary it seems hasn't recurred, which is a nice thing. It was just the one put down to the Storm Trooper and beyond that, nothing. Whew. We got Quinn signed up for swimming lessons at Learn to Swim at the U. Luke got a recommendation for their program from ECFE so we followed up and they are set to start in two weeks. Unfortunately, the first session interferes with sibling class at the hospital so we're going to have to arrange for a tour or something to supplement the lack of class. Spring break is at the end of the month and I think Quinn will take a break from school. It will save some money and perhaps he can spend a day or so with Nana and Papa. His last overnight there went well and even though it took him a while to recover from the change to his weekend routine, he slept the full night there and was in good spirits.

I must be in nesting mode a bit because I'm all about keeping up on laundry and picking up. Luke and I both are bracing ourselves for the deletion of personal time in the house. I can hardly believe that my son is almost 4 years old. I watch him in the bath tub and he's this tall, wiry little boy who has energy to spare. He loves to splash, lay on his back in the tub so he can hear the world muted and lately, poor water into his ear because he similarly likes that tunnel sensation, though we discourage the pouring exercise a ton.

My son loves the snowman book, dislikes walking up or downstairs alone because its scary, but embraces all things Star Wars. He loves to carry around his "gun" and attack the clones and wants his parents help as back up Jedi. He works to get the tiny plastic guns into the hands of his storm troopers and loves that his Dad built him a giant lego snow fort like thing for the battles on Hoth. He carried around the cardboard cut out of the figures in his Endor set and jumps on the bed whenever he has the chance. At present, his water bottle is the pink one and mine is the blue. He still loves the name Roger for the baby, but last night he asked me what we were going to name her. He loves to cuddle and now wants to sleep with his Star Wars pillow even though he prefers the flatness to the bed for his head. He is putting on his own clothes more and more, but his slightly large head presents problems for him, poor thing. He is chiefly concerned with touching my elbow and making sure that happens enough in each day. He enjoys corn dogs, Noodles and Co. mac and cheese and Cinnamon Toast crunch. He newly likes fruit snacks of all kinds it seems and first licks off the icing on cupcakes before diving into the substance.

And soon, there will be two children to adore and love. There will be two children to care for and worry for. There will be twice as much joy and twice as much pressure to make sure I do well by them both. I need to lesson plan for about 9 weeks and still manage to get through the rest of this student teaching experience, where I feel like I'm caretaking a 32 year old teacher in training. I wish there was a surplus of money so I wouldn't have to be thinking about money at the same time that I'm thinking about labor. To be fair though, my fears about labor are pretty minor. I know that I can do it, have done it and that I will get through it. It doesn't mean that will be pretty and even though my body can't conjure up memories of pain, I can see how I was walking, know in my head that sitting in the car was painful and recall that bathroom protocol took forever because of the "damage" done downstairs. But, I have an amazing little boy and he is superb, so I know I can do it. 12 hours of my life is 12 hours of my life and then a lifetime of joy as a newly minted parent.

Please let Luke be approved for additional unemployment... I just have to pray that all will be alright:)

So, I'm very, very excited to see how much the little one has grown and to assure myself that she's on course and healthy. I am planning for her birth to be a couple weeks early, like Quinn's, but I suppose in the grand scheme of things, delivering on time is the fiscally smart thing to do and better assures my sick days of lasting and the short term disability not being sucked dry with early bills. Asha is throwing me a shower, which is so very sweet. Better get ready for the day. I need to follow up on a tip Megan gave me for writing a short will online, a perk of our insurance or union benefits or something.

Quinn loves to be tickled. Luke is a superb tickler. He has Quinn squealing with delight, protesting and then jumping right back into the fray for more. It's a sort of perfect kind of happiness to witness. Yesterday Quinn and I made masks. They had apparently made some in school, but none appeared in Quinn's art drawers so to appease him, we made some at home. The tiger masks were sweet and funny, but beyond that, it was Quinn's excitement to crawl around like a tiger, turn our hands into paws and make "raaring" sounds together. My tiger mask was a sad creation, but Quinn didn't care a lick and enjoyed playing with me. One of the new terrific joys of being Quinn's Mom is his reading. At night, he will sometimes stop us during story time and tell us the story. He'll ask us to turn the pages, but at each new page, he tells us his own version and summary of the tale and in most cases his version includes a pull quote that is right from the book and accurate. He did this the other night with "What was I scared of?" from the Sneetches collection and last night, it was while Luke was doing his narration of the Snowman that Quinn would take over now and again and correct Luke when he would stray from his normal narration. I love that his memory is so active and his internalization of reading so unconscious:) Hopefully, this morning Quinn will be more agreeable to getting dressed. His new jammies are such a pull for him:) Besides, they need to be washed.

Friday we have a person lined up to interview for my position in the spring. Kind of exciting to get things rolling. I've got a training tomorrow and am taking a personal day on Monday for the ultrasound. It will be cool to see how much she's grown sine our last visit there. We're also meeting with the life insurance guy on Monday to get all of our ducks in a row for number 2. Life with the new car is going along swimmingly. I'm finding myself increasingly comfortable with the role of a passenger. I don't know if its the late term stages of pregnancy or simply not ever really liking to drive, but I love our carpooling and riding along with no responsibility.

Yesterday morning Quinn rose and immediately wanted to play his Lego SW game. I feign (and actually feel) a certain level of detachment from video games and don't want to be the go-to person for them. Maybe it's lame, but Luke and I have our roles and specialties with Quinn. I like baking with Quinn, prepping his meals, making his lunches, doing his laundry, etc. Luke is a great tickler, good about Quinn on his shoulders and playing video games. Both are very important roles and while they may seem to fall into gender categories, I don't wish to cross the line. I don't want to be an expert at the Wii. I don't think Luke wants to take over my duties either. At the same time, I do want to present to my "children", to coin an expression that will soon be reality, the balance that we have and the ability we both have to do either ones duties. i don't want to appear deficient to my role or relegated to certain tasks and I am sure Luke is on the same page.

Bought a few more bay girl items the other day while shopping at Southdale with Luke on the way down to Le Sueur. It's interesting to me how girl clothes seem almost always suited for a dress up occasion and boys clothes are designed for always relaxing. It's a weird mix and odd that the clothes determine the occupation or activity of the child. I'll do my best to shop smart for the little girl so that she has as much freedom and flexibility as Quinn to get dirty and be active.

Ok, back to bed before the actual wake-up time. Feeling sleepy:)

I wonder if the average household has nearly a dozen storm troopers in it. I wonder too if that same household has three lightsabers, three pairs of Star Wars pajama sets...

In loving Luke and selecting for our first date movie, Empire Strikes Back, I probably set all of this in motion years ago. I knew that Luke loved Star Wars from the first days of our dating. I knew that having a son meant having a legacy and not in the, "we share a last name sort of way" but rather in the, "I have someone to play with Star Wars Legos with" sort of manner. There are many things that bond father and son, but Star Wars is pretty high up there. Luke's love of Quinn's love of Star Wars is very cute and because I love both of these individuals more than anything, I tend to encourage it. Tonight, there's some sort of SW Lego set on Swoopo and it's only at $1 right now. It was up on the computer screen and Quinn saw it and believed it was a magical computer portal to a SW game. I went to the Lego website and tried to find a game. Instead, I found some fun Lego SW video clips that the two boys are now standing together and watching. Quinn is actually in the office chair and Luke is perched over him, happy and entertained by this new family find. The two boys were playing Lego SW on the Wii earlier and Quinn is coming along in his remote skills. Of course, Quinn also used the word stupid for the very first time yesterday and this was when his Clone soldier was speaking meanly to the Storm Trooper and calling him stupid. oh my. The lessons one will learn from SW.

We have a new car and Quinn is all abuzz with it. At first, it threw him off and we had a couple, "where is our car?" moments in the parking lot as a family, with Quinn not able to immediately spot our former embarrassing wreck of a car. Quinn came back from his grandparents house this weekend and said that he needed a new pair of SW pajamas because the ones he had been wearing were dirty. Of course, instead of really taking on that battle, what did we do? Went to the "shopping store" and bought a new pair of jammies. They are rather cute, if I do say so myself. They're lego SW and red. Quinn even put on his own jammies tonight. Well, at least 90% of them:)

Quinn had a good overnight with Nana and Papa but I think he's accustomed to the down time of weekends and has been a little sassier the past couple of days. I think we'll need to save overnights for three days weekends or situations like that. Otherwise, his temperament and schedule is a bit much:) Still, his grandparents adore him and I am glad to nurture that love with extended visits.

Quinn is all about Cinnamon Toast Crunch lately and we also have a liking for chocolate milk. Noodles and Co. continue to be a go-to sure thing for lunches at school, as Pros reported to us the other day. More later. Loving my boys!

Quinn has a new ride to carry him from place to place. After recent weeks of increasingly uncomfortable and potentially dangerous travel in the Honda Civic, we have purchased a used Honda Accord to take over family travel duties. The poor Civic has seen better times and unfortunately, none of those times are recent:) To be fair, the faithful car has been extremely low maintenance and trouble free. But for the terrible dents in the back, it has been reliable- if not aesthetically pleasing. When I brought the car in this summer for a small recall, they told me then that the struts would need to be replaced within 6 months. They were right. A hard winter of St. Paul roads filled with potholes aggravated a worn down car and broke down my resolve. So, yesterday Luke and I had an adult sort of day planned with Quinn in the care of his Nana and Papa and on his way to Le Sueur for a sleepover, so I applied for a loan through my bank, was approved and we set out for new horizons. Despite the appeal of Volkswagon Passats, my research revealed that that choice would be a mechanical risk and perhaps send us into repair heaven. We'd love the ride and feel pretty in it, but we'd spend oodles on repairs. The Honda Accord on the other hand had a great reliability record. Despite the long wait for final numbers and financing, the day was a success and Luke and I were delighted to drive home a new car. I drove the Civic behind Luke and naturally, went over a pothole that caused the back right tire to explore. So, now the car we hoped to become a trusty second vehicle at some point is sitting sadly in the driveway with the donut tire on it, requiring immediate service to be usable in any fashion- nice:)

Anywho, Luke and I had a marvelous dinner at Cafe Maude as a late Christmas celebration for ourselves and then we headed to a move at Southdale to complete our date day. Today we're going to check out a splendidly reviewed breakfast place in the Twin Cities before heading down to see our gorgeous little boy, see our tiny niece and visit some with his family. For the first time in ages, I don't have to have a lesson plan for tomorrow because my student teacher takes over. Wild. It's going to be very odd to NOT be in charge in my classroom, but this was one of the features of taking on a cooperating teacher that I knew would be sweet. I'll observe him and certainly feel the pangs of separation from the kids, but I'll also be able to plan for the maternity leave and get things situated for the sub to be.

Quinn was a darling boy yesterday as we met his grandparents at IKEA for the hand-off. He insisted on wearing his new Darth Vader shirt and ate a great lunch there. He held hands with his Papa and was patient about waiting for Papa while the car seat was moved in and such. Luke and I marveled yesterday that it is very fun to watch Quinn's long term memory evolve and he holds on to events so well lately. He spoke of fishing with Nana and Papa last summer over lunch together:) Most things are referenced as "last morning" as opposed to yesterday or last summer, but he's working on it. We had a pretty good week working on the potty changing thing. We started big with Star Wars incentives and learned we had to back off our grand plan a little. But, he doesn't mind his new toilet seat and has used it a few times now without too much stress. Quinn has been a snuggling darling lately, though I suppose that's not new for him. The other night he wanted to cuddle, but was slightly awake and as is one of his favorite pasttimes, he rubs the skin on my elbow when its relaxed. Something about the wrinkled skin and funny texture entertains him. He's taken to giving Luke gentle bites on the ear when Luke changes his diaper. Funny.

We had a prenatal appt. on Friday and she's measuring right on schedule, which is lovely news. We have an ultrasound next Monday and it will be good to see her weight and more detailed progress. This week we'll sign up for baby classes for the next couple of months. We're also trying to get Quinn into the Learn to Swim program through the U. Dad's class recommended it over community ed so it's worth a shot.

Next weekend is Quinn's second pal birthday party at Edinborough Park for his bff McCall;) It should be very fun to attend.

Turns out that one thing that raises my blood pressure is the stress of my mother:) She was trying to tackle a little too much this past Friday in terms of errands before getting Quinn at school and it has me frazzled and annoyed, even a I realize that I try to cram too much into short periods of time myself. Anywho, after my annoyance, my blood pressure was taken and the top number was at least 20 points higher than the previous day when I was in for my sinus infection. Interesting the affect that stress has on your body. All in all, Quinn loves his time with his Grandma and Luke and I love the time we have together because she watches him every Friday afternoon/evening. But, she's aging and slowing down and that causes us some anxiety about her facilitating Quinn's care. We need to step up and set parameters that allow her to be more successful and not over-do it.

Quinn is the happy new owner of a green light saber, a tribute to Ahsoka from the Clone Wars. We havent' had Phineus and FErb or really any other programming on in the house lately except for Clone Wars cartoons. We've been good lately about his tv watching. He was a sucker for G-Force for the week after he was given that movie at Valentine's Day, but he's passed on the guinea pigs for now- thank goodness. So, storm troopers rule his little world and apparently, even though we "seem" to have a dozen of them, they're clone and rebel and odd other branches of the Star Wars armed forces. Who knows what that even means:) Oh wait, Luke does.

Luke and I are on a nice roll with learning new card games and making time for quiet us time in each day. We learned Canasta on Friday and though we haven't been able to play it since, I think it will be a nice progressive game. We also picked up a car card game too which is pretty entertaining. There's a relaxation to playing and a calm to it.

Quinn loves the Snowman book and it quite excellent at narrating it himself. I find it incredibly hard to improv narration with only pictures present and Quinn knows that Daddy tells that story, as opposed to me. I don't know why I find it to difficult to do, but I look at the pictures and just want someone else to have the words there for me:)

Alright, I'll try to head back to sleep since this is a kid free morning:) Loving and missing Quinn, but hope he's having a terrific adventure with his grandparents.

This morning I'm downstairs on the computer and I'm waiting for the sweet strains of my son calling my name. Yesterday he slept in til almost 7:30 so it's possible I have some time for blogging and computer whatnot. My jaw is killing me because I think I'm grinding or clenching at night. I've lately seemed to have more tense dreams and with that comes the clenching. A while back when I returned to the dentist, she noted some deterioration on my right side from grinding, but I don't recall any pain there. I don't know if it's just the anxiety of pregnancy and whatnot or something bigger. I hope it's not dental in nature because I'm really not in a "want to go to the dentist place". But, we'll see.

So, my sweet son and I are still co-sleepers after 3 some years. It started when I went back to school after taking a term away from school. Quinn had been sleeping in his crib and I would get up multiple times a night for feedings and then head back to bed for short spurts. Heading back to school meant that I had less time with him and needed more sleep, so to bed he came with us and that seemed to help both my emotional state and physical sleep needs. And then, he stayed. And, to be fair, who wouldn't. If the people you love most in the world are the first things you see in the morning and the thing that reminds you that you feel safe when you wake, well, who wants to abandon that for the bar-like conditions of the crib. At least, Quinn had made his choice. But, as time has gone on, he's gotten taller and stretchier and wanted for more space. Me, I've adjusted to the space issues and sacrificed that comfort for the peace of mind that comes from hearing and smelling your child whenever I happen to wake. I adore the cuddling and snuggles and the feeling that Quinn knows he is incredibly beloved. I love that story time in bed leads to sleeping. In an ideal world, we'd have giant beds to spare in the house and I could bounce between beds to snuggle with all my beloved boys, but alas there is just one. Over the years, Luke's body has been much abused by Quinn's night time movements and though he loves his son dearly and appreciates the merits to co-sleeping, he often abandons the big bed and finds a safe haven in Quinn's solo bed. But, we're making plans. We're intending to turn the big room into the kids room and get bunk beds for Quinn. After the Eagle Bluff trip he was all about the bed with a ladder and this may be the transition piece we need. I'll likely crash in the bottom bunk so I can be near the baby and keep her from waking Quinn too often, but I'll also be in his space, just below him, and that will bring him some comfort- we hope. We're starting a more concerted effort to potty train Quinn so we'll let that be the priority for now, but once we have those skills in the bag, then I think we'll start to transition the rooms. We don't want to bring on too many changes for little Quinn, since knowing he's getting a sister is awfully big anyways.

Quinn is all about the Clone Wars, of course. He loves his Storm Troopers and has been brought this Storm Troopers pillow into the big room for sleeping. He sleeps with his Storm Troopers and likes to pretend to be them. His stick remains his gun and when he plays Star Wars Legos on the Wii, that's the character he chooses to be. It's pretty adorable watching Quinn and his Dad play Wii together. Quinn is slowly but surely getting down the nuances to the remote and learning to walk about and shoot. For now, all of his associations with guns and whatnot are securely in this fictional world. At some point, he'll learn that guns kill things that aren't droids, but I think that's another big developmental leap that we're not to yet.

Cinnamon Toast Crunch is our new big cereal that we like. He loved the cupcakes that I picked up from the SweetShop the other day. They were quite delicious, I must say. Quinn has helped me do some baking in the last couple of weeks. We made a birthday cake last weekend and yesterday we made chocolate chip cookies. I think I'm going to make some chocolate chip scones this morning.

Today I have to finish writing the script for the dinner theater and I'd really rather not. Perhaps this year will be my last... I have to be honest with myself about what the first year with an infant is like and how that affects my professionally. I have to be prepared- with two kids now- to make smart choices about how I attend to the needs of my students as opposed to the idea that I have to be the parade kind of teacher, always putting on a show to make sure people notice I'm a good enough educator. If anything, I feel like I should start working on the board certification process in the next couple of years for additional training AND pay. I have no idea what lies ahead for Luke's professional aspirations, especially in this recession climate. He's gifted and a hard worker, but who can see that when everyone looks that way on a resume. I pray that soon someone fantastic will see his talent and mentor him as he so deserves.

I want for Quinn and Luke for them to continue to have the carefree relationship that comes from Luke not having to work long hours and commute, but I also want for Luke the pride and joy that comes from developing as an artist and professional. Last night they had wonderful wrestling antics. Quinn loves tussling with his Dad, getting tickled and laughing. Last night he would pull Quinn's legs back, out from under him and Quinn would land gently on his little face on the bed. Quinn had two cookies before bed last night so he had lots of energy to extinguish. This didn't mean, however, that he didn't get up after storytime to have his waffle with Dad downstairs. Quinn likely knows that if he asks me, we can eat upstairs, since I am the queen of food in bed. Luke is more consistent about wanting Quinn to eat at the table, like a regular little boy:) I'm sure that in me there is still that piece that is simply delighted to watch him eat- period- after he struggled so long to eat normally. Speaking of, we need to ratchet up his diet of veggies. He's in a good place with fruit and the rest of his diet (minus some aversions to meat products) but we've fallen down on the job of introducing new veggies (ones he hasn't tried before).

Must complete this before the day gets away from me. Loving my family to pieces, as always.

Introducing Roger

A couple of weeks ago we broke the news to Quinn about his baby sister. His initial impression was rather sweet and he wanted to be able to see into my belly in order to greet her. Of course, the layers of skin and whatnot prevented his view. He likes to press on my belly button- as if that is the key access point- and has kissed the belly and greeted the baby sister good morning. Naturally, this tacit acceptance is tempered by moments when he does not want a baby sister and doesn't want her to come home. His favorite names for his sibling to be are Roger, Ted, Tennis Ball and some other male name I feel I have forgotten. Oh well:) Right now, Quinn is watching G-Force and calmly accepting- for once- that someone is running the vacuum at the same time. Usually, if he's watching something and we deign to begin cleaning that is louder, he comes out and lets us know it is too loud. G-force was a gift from Nana and Papa for V-Day. Despite the action of the film the thing that Quinn most takes from it is the dance moves of the guinea pigs, who he refers to as his friends. Scratch the above statement: Quinn just came into the room and held his ear, his sign language for too loud. Yesterday we went to the Children's Museum for the Dino-Mite Valentine's Day party. We haven't used our membership in months, but Quinn was thrilled to be back and played for a long time driving the bus, working in the restaurant kitchen and shopping in the grocery store. His favorite haunt yesterday, however, was the music studio place where music plays and the kids perform on these video backgrounds. He was a huge fan of All Star by Smash Mouth and played a guitar over and over to it, dancing around and doing all kinds of performance antics. It was pretty delightful to watch. Quinn's progress report came out for the ECC, as conferences are next week, and it speaks to how he is a happy and friendly child, kind to others and not afraid to ask for help. Apparently, he gets easily distracted during group time and will often ask to go to his cot. As this is nap time, that seems ok to me:) Their goals for him are to increase his independence when it comes to putting on his own gear, to work on toilet training and to increase his self-direction. We bought a new seat for the top of the toilet to use for more potty training endeavors. His business didn't actually fit into his little boy seat we purchased a while back. SO, we'll make one of those reward charts, find some incentives and try to motivate him out of his trusty pull-ups which he is in no hurry to leave behind. New, wonderful phrases include, "Wow, that's amazing", "Awesome" "That will be exciting" and more phrases that seem to honor my attempts to always be using different vocabulary with him:) School continues to be a positive place for him. McCall and ND are still his BFF's and he doesn't seem phased by not "winning" when we run to the cars with ND. He's pleased as punch to simply run with his friends and that's the attitude I'd like him to have. Valentine's bags at school were sweet, though it took ages to deliver them to the bags with Quinn's help. He couldn't decide if he wanted to hold the bags, our bag of Valentine's or actually put something in the bags. Ah, the joys of indecision. The other day we went to Target and among other things, had Quinn help to select his Valentine's Day present. He started out determined to purchase a storm trooper costume, but Luke figured the mask over his had would likely freak him out once it was on. So, instead we headed to the Lego aisle where he proceeded to pick a clone war vehicle, even as Luke and I tried to upgrade him again and again to other more lucrative lego sets. I'm not sure our approach was sound, but it was a hoot to see us grabbing more expensive items to trade with the one he actually wanted. Quinn is all about making forts and houses out of the bedroom pillows, which is pretty cute. Naturally, our love for playing storm troopers, shooting at droids and acting as jedi knights is still very much present. We bought some new books the other day to add to his Star Wars collection and he's able to differentiate between the new and old sets of books when it comes to bedtime and what he wants to read. I adore listening to Quinn read aloud to himself as he summarizes the pictures and tells th tale in his own words. This morning he was quite loudly going through one of his Lightning McQueen board books. Pretty funny stuff. Quinn happily continues to be a marvelously happy and affectionate boy. When he snuggles with Daddy it is very normal for Quinn to reach back and grab Dad's ear lobes or set his hand on Dad's cheek. He loves to cuddle and spoon as well. He loves to play with the funny wrinkly skin on the back of my elbows, which is odd, but entertaining. Both Quinn and I have matching "fake" injuries on our forearms today with Buzz Lightyear bandaids on them. We also all have temporary tattoos on our hands, compliments of Quinn's Valentine's Day bag. Quinn loves to jump off the end of our bed shouting "To Infinity and Beyond". Funny. Luke finally got his iphone and so we've been taking more pictures using that. We need a new camera for the arrival of baby so some of her life will be chronicled. 11 weeks to go. We have an appt. this coming Friday and in two weeks we go back for another ultrasound to check out the cord and development. Considering how many people have asked me if I'm giving birth really soon, I must look to others like I am ready to pop. Nope, nearly 3 months left. I am definitely feeling tired and sleeping for longer patches as my body needs. As much as I hate to do it, I need to add some more items to my wardrobe. Uggh. Made a big trip to Babies R Us yesterday and got lots of essentials (burp clothes, receiving blankets, etc.). I suppose we still need this and that, but by and large, I think we could welcome a child to the house relatively soon. Megan is being a dear and lending much of what she has and returning the items we lent her. Aside from a high chair and changing table, I think we're in pretty good shape with the big stuff. Putting myself to sleep with my droll recounting. I know I'll appreciate it later to have notes about Quinn. Wish I had the spirit and spunk to write with more voice and personality, though. Such is life:)