Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Quinn's new ride for the summer

I was at Babies R Us last Sunday to get the kid some squeeze pouches (about the only way I can get veggies in him right now), new sippies (our 5 oz ones just aren't big enough any more), and a larger bib (seriously kid, how did you get food there?). I was just walking the aisles enjoying my shopping-completely-alone time when I saw the wagon aisle. I just couldn't resist. I had a 20% off coupon so I wrangled the huge box into my cart all on my own.

When I got home the hubs gave me a bit of the side eye as I declared "I can put it together after he goes to bed...all by myself!" HA! Of course that didn't happen.

After watching me struggle for a couple of minutes (and taking my picture to post to Facebook), the hubs came to my rescue and helped me put it all together.

Isn't it cute?

Quinn loves it! He can climb in and out all on his own if the side is open. So that's what he does, in and out, in and out. He even ate dinner in it tonight.

I have to be careful now though. It's just too easy to spoil my baby boy when I see how happy he gets over new things to play with.

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Friday, June 21, 2013


Tonight was one of those nights where I just want to remember the sweet moment. Quinn was starting to wind down for the night and wanted to cuddle. He picked up his passy and two lovies and crawled up into my arms. He always wants two lovies, one for each hand.

He has six different lovies. I knew I didn't want to get in a battle when it needed to go in the wash, so I made sure we had back ups and we rotate them often. I have noticed that three in particular seem to be the favorites. Those lovies happen to have ribbon bows pinned to their necks. Quinn will rub the ribbon in his little fingers, playing with the loops on the bow.

At this age, he is starting to sprout his own mannerisms, his own personality quirks. Rubbing the silky ribbon soothes him when he's upset or tired. He snuggles into my arms and doesn't move a muscle, except for those little fingers.

I cherish these moments of quiet. Quinn is go-go-go 95% of the day and I just know that one day he's not going to want to cuddle with mama at all. He'll outgrow his passy and lovies, but I'll always remember him playing with the ribbon bows.

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