Mal was away at a conference all last week, so it was just Quinn and me flying solo. We had a grand ol’ time, and I’m so glad we were able to have some quality time together – just the two of us. I know it’s so clique to say, but kids really do grow up so fast.
Quinn and I had some really sweet moments together throughout the week, so I wanted to document them on CNC. These moments pass so quickly (and I have the worst memory), so I want to remember them in the future. Maybe they’re not “blog worthy,” but they mean a lot to me. And, hey, if you have kids too, maybe you’ll agree that they’re worth remembering! 🙂
Typically, in the morning, Mal and I divide and conquer the kid/pug responsibilities, but since we was away, Quinn and I walked Murphy together. Most mornings, everyone got along just fine.
Other mornings, included a whole lot of frustration and whining. Oy. Quinn and Murphy are each other’s best friends and moral enemies.
One day, Quinn and I went to the beach with some friends. We had a great time playing in the sand and tide pools, eating snacks, and using our excavators.
Unfortunately, leaving the beach was a whole different story. Our car got stuck in the sand… like, really stuck. One of the beach rangers (I think that’s what they’re called) came to our rescue, and we tried everything to get us out – pushing the car, shoveling sand, car mats, and even planks of wood.
Eventually, a nice gentleman offered to pull us out with a strap. Thank goodness! We got out, no problem, but I had to drive backwards down the rest of the beach and over the overpass. THAT was fun! Quinn, meanwhile, was strapped into his car seat, eating cheesy crackers, and enjoying the show unfold! 🙂
Back at home, we took Murphy for a long walk around the neighborhood. We were probably a good 3/4 mile from home when the skies opened up and it started to POUR rain. Holy cow, we were WET when we got home, but it was a fun adventure for us. Well, Quinn and I had fun… the pug was not as thrilled to be soaking wet.
One night – actually, a couple nights – we built blanket forts, watched TV, and ate Quinn popcorn (obviously).
Every night, we read bedtime books together in Mumma and Dada’s bed. We usually read them in Quinn’s room, but it was a special treat to climb into our bed and get all cozy together.
One night, when we were pretending to be cats, I said to Quinn, “No sharp claws, just soft paws,” and he completely lost it – hysterically laughing at the statement. He thought it was the funniest thing ever, so it’s become a running joke between the two of us.
Speaking of cats, we visited Hornstra Farms after school one day. We visited the baby cows, and Quinn was reunited with his cat friend, Bootsy. It’s funny – just about every time we visit Hornstra, the cat somehow finds us to say hi.
After our visit to Hornstra, we ate dinner and then enjoyed ice cream sundaes for dessert. Quinn may or may not have served himself a couple of spoonfuls of sprinkles right from the jar. I mean, I don’t blame him. Isn’t that what we all want to do with sprinkles?
One afternoon, Quinn helped me with a home organization project. He had a bookshelf in his playroom that was not being well-utilized, so we moved it upstairs into his bedroom to better contain the book situation, which was getting a bit out of control.
Check out our “after” photo – so much better! Quinn even helped me dust and carry the books from downstairs upstairs.
And, of course, no week would be complete without a trip to Target to look at the toys. We even snapped a few photos of Quinn’s favorites to send to Santa – and he was really into it! 🙂
Even though Quinn and I had a wonderful solo week together, we’re glad Dada is home. We missed him and his ridiculousness! 🙂
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