Recently, everyone asks if Quinn is walking.
My answer has been that she hasn't shown much interest. For example, when we hold her by her hands she almost never takes a step. She's only 10 months, so I haven't been concerned, and we admittedly haven't tried too hard since she didn't seem to like trying.
Tonight, while we were cleaning dishes, Quinn came walking by with a shopping cart. Double take.
No big deal, mom. I've been capable for months now...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n_783FIbAM4
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Sunday, January 27, 2013
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
Cora's bedtime song
Baby Jesus, jump up and down,
Turn around, jump up and down.
Baby Jesus, jump up and down,
Now sit down!
Turn around, jump up and down.
Baby Jesus, jump up and down,
Now sit down!
Thursday, January 10, 2013
From Landon's perspective
It's always a treat to steal the pics off of Landon's camera. I love seeing our life from his perspective!
Packing-up at Aunt Paula's.
Grandma M Arrives in Charleston!
This Christmas Break was crazy. Absolutely insane. When we mapped out the holiday season, we pointedly decided that with Landon in school and my future added responsibilities at work and Cora not far from starting school, this might be our last break (ever? until we retire?) where we both have flexible schedules. Becasue Quinn was so young we didn't take a summer vacation, so we decided to go all out, spending about 10 days visiting family, and then about 10 days hosting family. It was chaotic. It involved a lot of luggage and changing of sheets. We memorized the words to a few movies playing from the backseat of the QX even though neither Landon or I ever actually saw the video. We allowed ourselves to eat fast food (gross). They started to know us by first name at Papa Murphy's. I was the only person in the household who didn't end up at urgent care. We pulled a few all nighters to get all of the presents bought and made and wrapped and shipped early (and grades submitted and our clothes packed), and we pulled a few all nighters while traveling with sick/unhappy/non-sleeping babies. We had 6 different present-opening occasions There are presents that we really like... and I have no clue who to thank!
On January 2nd, we were thrust back to the real world. I left town to travel with the Schottland Scholars, and returned only to pack-up again to head to San Francisco for a conference only to return again to find myself starting the semester four days later than my peers.
Nevertheless, we'd had so much fun that we decided we couldn't treat our last night of break (January 1) like any old night. Instead, we made a nice meal, popped some popcorn, kept the girls up late (Quinny sleeping in my arms), and cuddled up on the couch to watch the Lorax.
The next day, all the Messal's who can talk declared, "I spent all day missing you!"
Quinny can't talk, but she was actually fussy. For 3 days straight.
A sure sign that she missed Mommy, Daddy, and Cora, too!
Happy New Year!
Packing-up at Aunt Paula's.
This Christmas Break was crazy. Absolutely insane. When we mapped out the holiday season, we pointedly decided that with Landon in school and my future added responsibilities at work and Cora not far from starting school, this might be our last break (ever? until we retire?) where we both have flexible schedules. Becasue Quinn was so young we didn't take a summer vacation, so we decided to go all out, spending about 10 days visiting family, and then about 10 days hosting family. It was chaotic. It involved a lot of luggage and changing of sheets. We memorized the words to a few movies playing from the backseat of the QX even though neither Landon or I ever actually saw the video. We allowed ourselves to eat fast food (gross). They started to know us by first name at Papa Murphy's. I was the only person in the household who didn't end up at urgent care. We pulled a few all nighters to get all of the presents bought and made and wrapped and shipped early (and grades submitted and our clothes packed), and we pulled a few all nighters while traveling with sick/unhappy/non-sleeping babies. We had 6 different present-opening occasions There are presents that we really like... and I have no clue who to thank!
On January 2nd, we were thrust back to the real world. I left town to travel with the Schottland Scholars, and returned only to pack-up again to head to San Francisco for a conference only to return again to find myself starting the semester four days later than my peers.
Nevertheless, we'd had so much fun that we decided we couldn't treat our last night of break (January 1) like any old night. Instead, we made a nice meal, popped some popcorn, kept the girls up late (Quinny sleeping in my arms), and cuddled up on the couch to watch the Lorax.
The next day, all the Messal's who can talk declared, "I spent all day missing you!"
Quinny can't talk, but she was actually fussy. For 3 days straight.
A sure sign that she missed Mommy, Daddy, and Cora, too!
Happy New Year!
Wednesday, January 9, 2013
Little Messal's Unite!
The Little Messals came together for a Little Messal Convention to celebrate the end of 2012.
Cora loves her Florida cousins and still (3 weeks later) is frequently asking, "Where did Reese and Coop go?".
We started the week off with a meeting at Cosmic Dogs on Folly, then headed to James Island Festival of Lights.
Sharon was with us and took this pic. For all of us southerners, it was freezing! For Sharon living in St. Louis, it was comfortably warm.
I have to pause for a second. James Island Festival of Lights really impressed us. REALLY. Cora thought it was the coolest thing she had ever seen. We pulled both girls out of their seats, and let them sit with us (Cora in my lap; Quinn on Grandma Ms lap in the back). It was so fun to see their reaction. Cora was able to verbalize what Quinn's eyes were saying. Around every bend, Cora would leap forward, pointing, and announce, "Loook! More lights! There are more lights up there!" It was one of the most fun parenting experiences we've had yet.
Second day: Aquarium.
New Year's Eve. A trip to Sullivan's Island. Some time in the park. Lunch at Taco Mamacita.
When Quinn squeals, she often stretches her arm up in the air. It's precious... something I don't want to forget about this phase.
What a great big cousin.
He. Is. All. Boy.
Cora loves her Florida cousins and still (3 weeks later) is frequently asking, "Where did Reese and Coop go?".
We started the week off with a meeting at Cosmic Dogs on Folly, then headed to James Island Festival of Lights.
Sharon was with us and took this pic. For all of us southerners, it was freezing! For Sharon living in St. Louis, it was comfortably warm.
I have to pause for a second. James Island Festival of Lights really impressed us. REALLY. Cora thought it was the coolest thing she had ever seen. We pulled both girls out of their seats, and let them sit with us (Cora in my lap; Quinn on Grandma Ms lap in the back). It was so fun to see their reaction. Cora was able to verbalize what Quinn's eyes were saying. Around every bend, Cora would leap forward, pointing, and announce, "Loook! More lights! There are more lights up there!" It was one of the most fun parenting experiences we've had yet.
The monkey cage was pretty stinking cool, with a peek-in-point for the kids. Thank goodness Reese was there for this one! Otherwise, Landon or I would have been squirming in to see the monkies with her.
This sight terrified me. The idea of Reese and Cora taking off together in a car is terrifying.
Quinn loved the fish.
Mommy, that is a strange fish...
I don't like it!!!
Reese picking Cora up so she could see the jelly fish. What a great older cousin.
Cora was happy to be a sidekick to Reese.
Face painting. Cora doesn't look it here, but she was delighted to be painted.
This pic is for Mia's benefit...
Reunited and it feels so good!
Do you think we've posed for enough pics with Cora.
The Messals of Gainesville
Reese was not happy! She asked for a tshirt, and I snuck this on her. It wasn't right.
Someday we might need the blackmail.
When Quinn squeals, she often stretches her arm up in the air. It's precious... something I don't want to forget about this phase.
A great celebration of the New Year. So glad to see the Little Messals of Florida.
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