Pure boy. Brock takes his remote control car and drove it along his new train track.
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Friday, December 23, 2011
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Saturday, December 10, 2011
So just to list some of the ways that I'm different than my sister (in the context of Disneyland)
When she is tired,she wants to get to the hotel.... I want to run around
Scary music on a ride, she is cowering.... don't get that at all... lets do it again
She likes to ride in the stroller, me I'm gonna walk
She is bold around the characters, I'm shy
She doesn't like 4d shows, I love em
Last time we were here, Quinn basically ran screaming from the fireworks, I was pretending I was making the booms myself.
I'm sure there are more, but I can't think of them at the moment
Friday, December 9, 2011
Monday, December 5, 2011
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Anyways, the song's first stanza is:
Cow cow hoo-oo
Cow cow wanna dib-a-doo
Chick'n hon-a-chick-a-chick hole-a-hubba
Hell fried chuck-a-lucka wanna jubba
Hi-low 'n-ay wanna dubba hubba
Day down sum wanna jigga-wah
Dell rown ay wanna lubba hubba
Mull an a mound chicka lubba hubba
Fay down ah wanna dip-a-zip-a-dip-a
It came on today, and Brock was signing right along... with extra emphasis on the hoo-oo.
It was insanely cute
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Monday, October 10, 2011
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Clearly I see where I stand.
Monday, September 5, 2011
Saturday, September 3, 2011
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Sunday, July 3, 2011
Mamma and dadda - of course
Quinn sounds like "mamma" but at a unique pitch.. it isn't something I can spell
Zoe is said with a click... as in general "come here" for dogs
Yogurt is "yogurrrr"
Milk is "mmmmmm"
There have been a couple of other one-offs which were quite accurate, but nothing consistent yet
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Friday, June 10, 2011
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Monday, May 30, 2011
Saturday, May 28, 2011
For Quinn, it took a lot of convincing that they were fake elephants and it wasn't really raining... She did great and hid her head during the "thunderstorms"... But overall she was still scared.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
6:15pm Brock has a febrile seizure from a rapid temp increase to 103.
We treat his fever all night and take him to the doctor on tuesday. They say it is probably Roseola and should have a fever for 3 days. Okay we are leaving on Wed (today) to San Jose, CA... so we plan for the fever reducers and get a anti-seizure suppository for the plane.
1:00am he wakes up so dad takes him to the apartment (because of course mom is also sick) around 4:40am he throws up on dad he still has a fever, medication, throw-up again wakes up mom and then sleeps for 20 minutes (lower temp at least). New meds at 6:15 including anti-nausea, throw-up again. Sleep finally for 30 minutes and Quinn wakes him up....
By 7:15am, fever again, throw-up without any med or provocation, of course all over mom... but now able to eat 20 cheerios... shower and ready for the doctor, of course have to throw-up one more time before we even leave the house around 10:50... sleep on the way to the doctors, at the doctors, and confirmed vis a CBC test it was a virus.... not only does Brock hate the finger prick, but the band-aid is like a mortal enemy, even when he feels crappy.
finally, make it home and into bed (again) by 1:30 and sleep until almost 4pm... wake up a new kid and ready to eat... and eat... and eat... cheerios, then oyster crakers, mac-n-cheese, applesauce, stole some of Quinn's fish sticks... and overall generally happy considering the disappointing 1.5 hours in the double stroller waiting for Southwest to never get on a plane to San Jose...
We had perfectly planned on 1 hour and 30 minutes to give us plenty of time at the airport. For whatever reason getting through the line to check in bags took 1:29. We were not able to catch our flight. The whole family was very disappointed. Here is Quinn's reaction as we are leaving the airport, having missed our flight