Part of the reason i took a longer leave from work when Stella was born was to hang out with Quin to make sure he knew he wasn't being passed up for a newer model. So last week we spent lots of time together.
Monday we headed up to the cabin with Grandpa Kenny to drop of the new tractor and take home the old one. Quin wanted to ride the old one home even though it was sitting in the back of the truck.
Thursday we took Grandpa Kenny to the MN State Fair. It was Quin's first trip. Grandpa & I promised Quin doughnuts if he behaved on the bus.
He wasn't sure what to think of the mini's at first, but soon was popping them in his mouth like candy.
Between my bag and Dad's bag he ate an entire bag by himself. Zoom in and you can see his mouth and hands caked in sugar.
Machinery Hill was a highlight.
We tried to convince Grandpa to buy a mini 4-wheeler but Grandpa said he couldn't hear us.
A normal State Fair corndog is not small by any means.
It's not as big as the Big Dawg Footlong Corndog but it's still big.
Quin put it away like a State Fair pro. I cried a little bit.
Saturday was swimming with the Hosch's at the hotel where they stayed. Quin couldn't get enough of jumping in the pool.
After a long day on Sunday, we relaxed and read the paper. I had a great time with my not-so-little boy.
and this is the couple we asked to be her godparents. Wrong decision?
Nah, we stand by our decision cause we love'em.
2 great-grandmas, 4 grandmas, 5 moms.
Our blessed little family.
This picture was too cute not to post. Quin decided that Great-Uncle Steve had the right idea on how to relax on a Sunday afternoon.
Thursday we took Grandpa Kenny to the MN State Fair. It was Quin's first trip. Grandpa & I promised Quin doughnuts if he behaved on the bus.
He wasn't sure what to think of the mini's at first, but soon was popping them in his mouth like candy.
Between my bag and Dad's bag he ate an entire bag by himself. Zoom in and you can see his mouth and hands caked in sugar.
Machinery Hill was a highlight.
We tried to convince Grandpa to buy a mini 4-wheeler but Grandpa said he couldn't hear us.
A normal State Fair corndog is not small by any means.
It's not as big as the Big Dawg Footlong Corndog but it's still big.
Quin put it away like a State Fair pro. I cried a little bit.
Saturday was swimming with the Hosch's at the hotel where they stayed. Quin couldn't get enough of jumping in the pool.
After a long day on Sunday, we relaxed and read the paper. I had a great time with my not-so-little boy.
