A Whirlwind

Hi everyone! Life has been a bit of a whirlwind around here. While getting ready for Pope's Dock 2010, we recieved a phone call saying that Brad's grandfather had had a stroke and his days were extremely limited. We decided that immediately following our party, we'd head up to Wisconsin in hopes of getting there in time for Grandpa to meet Quinn and for us to say our goodbyes. So a week in Wisconsin later and a week for me to catch up on life (and feed a seemingly ever-hungry young boy) later, here I am, ready to update our blog.

Let's start with Pope's Dock. Not to fall short of last year, Brad decided to really up the ante this year and include not only one bike jump into the lake, but 2 bike jumps and a homemade slip 'n slide to the activities. With over 60 people in our backyard on a 90+ degree day with 100% humidity, we had a BLAST! The afternoon included events with titles to be given out to "Most Creative Bike Jump," "Synchronized Bike Jumps," "Longest Jump," and "Best Costume."







Quinn enjoyed the afternoon so much that he slept in Aunt Karie's arms (with Auntie Lisa close by)through all of it!



The next morning, Brad, Quinn, and I packed up the car and headed out for our 10 hour drive to Wisconsin. Quinn was a better traveler than I am most of the time! We made it up to Wisconsin with just a few short stops and were able to see Great Grandpa that night and throughout the entire week. In fact, what was supposed to be a sad trip was actually quite a wonderful one. We all got to spend a lot of time with Great Grandpa who is now in hospice at home, Quinn got to see ALL of his grandparents (my mom and dad both came up to visit towards the end of our stay), and life was extremely relaxed with so many people getting to meet Quinn and love on him (that also allowed me to sleep through the night because Brad's mom was willing to get up with him and do the midnight feedings! HURRAY KRISTIE!).


Quinn's Bath in a Mixing Bowl


Quinn and Grandpa Pope (Brad's dad)


Quinn and Grandpa Cotton


With Gigi at Madison's Farmers' Market

As for Mr. Quinn, he's almost 7 weeks old and is still an amazing baby. He is starting to sleep 5-6 hours through the night (HURRAY QUINN!), is talking/cooing a lot, rolled over from his stomach to his back (although probably accidentally since he freaked out), and is incredibly strong. He has found his fist but doesn't really understand that it is connected to him and LOVES to suck on it. He is fascinated by shadows and the great outdoors. Anytime he's upset, we go outside and almost instantly, he becomes his usual happy self. Brad and I are really enjoying him and are starting (after 6 weeks) to figure him out a little bit more.

Until next time...here's Quinn at 5 weeks, signing off!