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October 31, 2005
Catch up on Quinn...
Wow... I've been seriously neglecting Quinn's blog... Sorry about that!
Quinn is almost 21 months old. He's a busy little guy now so it's hard to get those pretty posed pictures anymore. Nowadays you'll see a lot of activity and action. Quinn still loves balls. He likes to throw them and we are trying to teach him how to catch but he hasn't quite gotten it yet. He loves to run and dance - he has all sorts of fancy moves. He has a move that looks like the moonwalk where he glides backwards. Then he has a special sideways dance that he likes to do while he's eating his popsicles. And he's got his full-out dance moves like his daddy.
Even though "Ball" is his favorite word, art is his favorite thing to do. He loves coloring, using stamps, playing with playdoh, and using stickers but I think his favorite is painting.
I think I've already talked about this but Quinn also loves looking at pictures. The other day he was looking through a bunch I had printed a couple of weeks ago. He would point out Mommy and Daddy and Lucia and balls (if there were any in the pictures). So I started pointing to him in the pictures and asking "who is this?" - and he would answer back "cott!". That's Scott - his blond haired friend from school. Now Scott and him do look pretty similar so I can see how he might be a bit confused. But that was his answer for every single picture. We kept trying to explain that it was him and that he should say "Quinn" or "me". But he kept saying Scott. It was so funny - well I guess until he starts wondering why we have so many pictures of Scott laying around :-)
He's talking a lot more. I have lists all over with words he says but I'll try to rattle off some from memory:
Mommy, Daddy, Eeya (Lucia), Baby, Yia-Yia, Papa (Grandpa?), Ah-ma (Grandma?), Ee-O (Theo), cott (Scott), Hi, Bye, "ank ew" (thank you), peas (please), cracker, phe-pop (Freeze pop = popsicle), hot, mo mee (Oh man), Uh-oh, aree (sorry), blue, purple, ball, babul (balloon), bubble, pee-pee, poo-poo, eye, shoes, No, Nah-Nee Nah-Nee(bedtime), cup, mnmnmnmnmn... (M&Ms), melmo (Elmo), Boohbah, Duck, Gee (Geese), tree, woof, moo, meow, eeyore, book, arriba, adios, tree (three), two, boo, me, mine,...
Whether or not he can say the word Quinn seems to understand everything. And the things he picks up... The other day he found a wrapped deck of cards. He wanted to play with them but I said "Uh-oh, they're not open!"... hoping that that would be a good enough reason to play with something else. Instead he runs over to the kitchen counter, below where we keep the scissors and starts saying uh, uh, uh... I couldn't figure out what he wanted. So I lifted him up and he started reaching for the scissors. It blew my mind. First of all, I didn't know he knew that's where the scissors were, and secondly I didn't realize that he made the connection of what they are used for. Crazy!
"No" is quickly becoming a favorite word for him. He doesn't really say yes but he sure is quick to say no if he doesn't want to do something. Usually, it's "No, No, No!" with a finger pointing at you. Unfortunately, it's not very easy getting him to change his mind. He really does seem to know what he wants. We have definitely entered the terrible twos. Quinn likes to do everything himself, on his own terms, on his own agenda. Today was the first day we have been able to get him to wear a coat. And it was only cause he saw Jason leaving with one on and we didn't ask him if he wanted to wear on. Every morning we usually ask him if we can put his coat on and his response is always "no" but then we try anyway. It ends in a huge tantrum and screaming fit and him leaving the house without a coat. So today, I didn't even bother. But then he sees Jason with his on, and runs over to grab his coat. He was a saint while we were putting it on - go figure.
He's growing up so fast. He tries to mimic everything anyone does. Especially his daddy. The other day, Jason patted my back as he was walking by. Quinn struts out of the kitchen after him and reaches up to pat me as he walks bye. It was so funny. A sponge... that's what he is!
Well I hope I didn't ramble on too long. I know my stories were all over the place but I hope they give you a sense of Quinn. He's such a smart, spunky kid. We are so blessed!
Posted by terri at October 31, 2005 10:58 PM
Comments
I love reading these!! Thanks for taking time to keep us informed. It is so hard to be so far away from Quinn (and you two)!! We can't wait to see all of you!!
Posted by: Donna Peterson at November 2, 2005 12:35 AM