It's been a crazy couple of weeks! This may seem like a blog dump, but really, this all has happened since the beginning of July, only 2 weeks ago! ...Really!
Biggest news: WALKING! Yes, that's right, my little boy has learned how to put one foot in front of the other, without our fingers to hold on to. Here's a couple videos of when he first started getting it down (He now can stand up in the middle of the floor by himself, and not only walk from one side of the room to the other, but can walk in circles around the house, and turn around, and carry things while walking, etc):
We really wanted to make sure Quinn got a good introduction to our annual July festivities, starting with an Independence Day parade! We went to the one in Provo on Monday morning. He loved it! He got his waving down, cheered with everyone else, and liked the horses (though the multiple fire engines sounding off their sirens made him cry, and not out of respect for the firemen). He found a couple girls to sit next to while enjoying the show (he's SUCH a little flirt! I don't know where he got that from...)
A SHELBY! One day, I, too, will have an Eleanore!
We went and visited my Grandma Rosie last week. She and her husband are doing a project involving pictures of their smallest grandkids dressed up as Indians. Here's a few pictures of my little Indian boy:
He loves this drum!
And finally, we went camping down in Cedar City because I had to go to the Shakespearean Festival for one of my English classes. Quinn got a new seat since he's becoming such a big boy. It made a big difference in his attitude during the trip. Rather than screaming the whole way down this time, he drank his juice, looked out the window, played with his Uncle Jan, and tried to figure out how to lay his head down to sleep.
Once we got to camp, he began his ritual of tasting the new dirt.
Quinn really had a blast in the mountains. He was in his element. He was so happy pretty much the entire time. He loved calling to us from one end of camp to the other to tell us to watch what he was doing, or to come here, or whatever it was he wanted of us.
Jan in front of his little tent
Josh setting up our sleeping bags in our tent
Our tent in the background, with Josh's amazingly comfortable hammock. We all took turns enjoying the serenity found upon laying in said dreamy swing.
Just a glimpse of how much Quinn enjoyed the hammock. He probably spent the most time in it.
Biggest news: WALKING! Yes, that's right, my little boy has learned how to put one foot in front of the other, without our fingers to hold on to. Here's a couple videos of when he first started getting it down (He now can stand up in the middle of the floor by himself, and not only walk from one side of the room to the other, but can walk in circles around the house, and turn around, and carry things while walking, etc):
We really wanted to make sure Quinn got a good introduction to our annual July festivities, starting with an Independence Day parade! We went to the one in Provo on Monday morning. He loved it! He got his waving down, cheered with everyone else, and liked the horses (though the multiple fire engines sounding off their sirens made him cry, and not out of respect for the firemen). He found a couple girls to sit next to while enjoying the show (he's SUCH a little flirt! I don't know where he got that from...)
A SHELBY! One day, I, too, will have an Eleanore!
We went and visited my Grandma Rosie last week. She and her husband are doing a project involving pictures of their smallest grandkids dressed up as Indians. Here's a few pictures of my little Indian boy:
He loves this drum!
And finally, we went camping down in Cedar City because I had to go to the Shakespearean Festival for one of my English classes. Quinn got a new seat since he's becoming such a big boy. It made a big difference in his attitude during the trip. Rather than screaming the whole way down this time, he drank his juice, looked out the window, played with his Uncle Jan, and tried to figure out how to lay his head down to sleep.
Once we got to camp, he began his ritual of tasting the new dirt.
Quinn really had a blast in the mountains. He was in his element. He was so happy pretty much the entire time. He loved calling to us from one end of camp to the other to tell us to watch what he was doing, or to come here, or whatever it was he wanted of us.Jan in front of his little tent
Josh setting up our sleeping bags in our tent
Our tent in the background, with Josh's amazingly comfortable hammock. We all took turns enjoying the serenity found upon laying in said dreamy swing.
Just a glimpse of how much Quinn enjoyed the hammock. He probably spent the most time in it.
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