little explorer

quinn is an outside boy.  he thrives in the fresh air listening to birds, airplanes, cars, the wind.  and he really studies everything out there.

the other day we walked to the park and sat on our blanket for the longest time.  he rocked on his hands and knees, chewed on sophie, nursed, rolled around, stared at the trees, tried to get to the edge of the blanket to grab a handful of grass to eat.  he just loves the great outdoors.  he even sat happily in his coach while i weeded for over an hour.  again i say, i cannot wait until he meets the beach.  he will be in heaven.

here we are at the park.  me and mr wonderful.

mr. wonderful

mr. wonderful.

this is quinn's new nickname. 

and it suits him just fine.

he is a dream...most of the time.

here we are in the park yesterday.

it was beautiful.  80s.  sunny.  perfect.

he was so happy to be outside.  and with the river, the people, the geese, the cars to look at, he was perfectly content.  as you can see from the above picture, he has recently discovered that he can maneuver quite well on all fours.  not quite a crawl yet, more like a rocking back and forth followed by a face-plant.  so any day now he will be finding dusty corners filled with specks of dirt to put in his mouth or outlets to stick his tiny fingers in. so i guess the day is coming to baby-proof the house.  i cannot believe how big he has gotten!  two teeth, crawling...what's next?  his first cigarette???  

[thanks auntie bridget for the baby legs!!!  they kept him just warm enough with the breeze off the river.  love you!]