Fun Times with Gigi
Quinn LOVES everyone...he really does, but he really LOVES his Gigi. If I were to ask Quinn about Gigi, it would probably go something like this:
M: Quinn, why do you love Gigi so much?
Q: Bow wow wow (as he attacks me with his stuffed
puppy)
M: Is Gigi a puppy?
Q: Nooooo
M: So why do you love Gigi so much?
Q: RAWR....
M: Does Gigi scare you and play dinosaur with you?
Q: Yes ... Gigi, whey owr u? (Gigi where are you?)
After Anna's graduation, Mom made the drive down to spend a few days in Northwest Arkansas with us. Wednesday morning was my first day of summer vacation so Mom, Quinn, Martha (my PE friend from school), and I headed off to Fisher's Blueberry Patch in Gravette, Arkansas. It was WONDERFUL! They had so many blueberries and they all tasted amazing! Quinn did a good job picking and an even better job eating.
M: Quinn, why do you love Gigi so much?
Q: Bow wow wow (as he attacks me with his stuffed
puppy)
M: Is Gigi a puppy?
Q: Nooooo
M: So why do you love Gigi so much?
Q: RAWR....
M: Does Gigi scare you and play dinosaur with you?
Q: Yes ... Gigi, whey owr u? (Gigi where are you?)
After Anna's graduation, Mom made the drive down to spend a few days in Northwest Arkansas with us. Wednesday morning was my first day of summer vacation so Mom, Quinn, Martha (my PE friend from school), and I headed off to Fisher's Blueberry Patch in Gravette, Arkansas. It was WONDERFUL! They had so many blueberries and they all tasted amazing! Quinn did a good job picking and an even better job eating.
Quinn all ready to start picking
I found a BIG BIG one!
Helping Gigi pick blueberries
I don't have time to stop for a picture Mom, there's so much work to be done!
What we didn't know about the blueberry patch was that even though picking blueberries was fun, the BEST attraction was...
...The BIG pile of DUST!!!
If you've ever seen the old Charlie Brown episodes with Pig Pen, that was Quinn. He was covered from head to foot with dust and did not care one bit. It was a super windy day and every time the wind would blow, a cloud of dust would emerge from Quinn (not even from the dust pile). At one point, we flipped him upside down and just let the wind and gravity do their things in hopes of getting him home a little cleaner so we could wash him...and the car.
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