Quentin is really growing up fast. I am upstairs and I can hear him "talking." He's cooing a lot more these days and between that and his grunting he's adding to our family noise level. Throw in a few barks from Lucky and we are one white picket fence and mini van away from being nuclear. We got him a new play gym and I am posting some pics so you can see him checking it out. There is a stuffed toy in the middle that has a mirror on the bottom so he can see himself. Last night he was batting away at it with his oversized paws cooing away enjoying himself. It's pretty neat to watch him as he gains more coordination. Carrie got some video of it but as I am keenly aware of being tech-inept so I cannot upload it to the site. I should take another stab at it one of these days.
We woke up to a frightful sight this morning; a freezing 28 degrees. Yes, that is correct. It was a balmy 28. Who says Florida is too hot? I don't know what's going on but this town is talking about the possibility of snow. The last snowfall was in 1979 where Tampa was in the 20s and got about a 1/2 inch. They had pictures in the paper of a family making a snowman. I am really hoping I don't have to shovel but how interesting would that be? What a photo op! If it snowed I think I would have to go to the beach to grab some pictures. I'm sure Lucky would love it. I guess during the snowfall in 79' there were hundreds of wrecks. Hilarious, how up north 1/2 inch of snow wouldn't even get your attention and down here it shuts down the whole metro area.
Taking Lucky on his walk this morning you could hear the humming of everyone's air conditioner. We don't have furnaces so to get heat you have to use your AC. It was very interesting and incredibly inefficient. It's all block housing down here due to termites so there is a total lack of insulation leaving your house quite chilly when the temps drop. We were all bundled up last night. Quentin used every blanket we had to stay warm through the night. It was a really nice reminder of what winter is like. Fortunately the temp is supposed to climb into the 70s by the weekend and we can get back to enjoying the Florida weather again.
Quentin will turns eight weeks old on Saturday. It's hard to believe we've had him for two months already. Time really does fly by. He's on a pretty good schedule so we know when he will be up. He still seems to get fussy right before bed dragging his poor sleepless parents into insomniac bliss for a few more hours before he laments and allows us to hit the sack. Carrie is growing accustomed to spending her days at home and I think will have a difficult transition sending little Q to daycare. I foresee a lot of tears on that day. She has instructed me not to travel that week so I can help cheer her up during the day. Maybe I'll bring back my mustache. Everyone seemed to find that pretty entertaining. (If you haven't seen it- it's awesome). Everyone should grow a stash at least once a year if for no other reason then to scare your friends and family into thinking you are going to keep it. When Quentin does get fussy I've found he really calms down when you carry him like a sack of potatoes. You just throw him over your shoulder and hang on to his ankles so you don't drop him and walk around like that. He instantly stops crying. I'm not sure why, but it works for me and that's all that matters.
Here are a couple of pics with him playing with his gym, a sack of potatoes shot and his "busted" shots where he is getting ready to take a shower. He looks guilty of something...
We woke up to a frightful sight this morning; a freezing 28 degrees. Yes, that is correct. It was a balmy 28. Who says Florida is too hot? I don't know what's going on but this town is talking about the possibility of snow. The last snowfall was in 1979 where Tampa was in the 20s and got about a 1/2 inch. They had pictures in the paper of a family making a snowman. I am really hoping I don't have to shovel but how interesting would that be? What a photo op! If it snowed I think I would have to go to the beach to grab some pictures. I'm sure Lucky would love it. I guess during the snowfall in 79' there were hundreds of wrecks. Hilarious, how up north 1/2 inch of snow wouldn't even get your attention and down here it shuts down the whole metro area.
Taking Lucky on his walk this morning you could hear the humming of everyone's air conditioner. We don't have furnaces so to get heat you have to use your AC. It was very interesting and incredibly inefficient. It's all block housing down here due to termites so there is a total lack of insulation leaving your house quite chilly when the temps drop. We were all bundled up last night. Quentin used every blanket we had to stay warm through the night. It was a really nice reminder of what winter is like. Fortunately the temp is supposed to climb into the 70s by the weekend and we can get back to enjoying the Florida weather again.
Quentin will turns eight weeks old on Saturday. It's hard to believe we've had him for two months already. Time really does fly by. He's on a pretty good schedule so we know when he will be up. He still seems to get fussy right before bed dragging his poor sleepless parents into insomniac bliss for a few more hours before he laments and allows us to hit the sack. Carrie is growing accustomed to spending her days at home and I think will have a difficult transition sending little Q to daycare. I foresee a lot of tears on that day. She has instructed me not to travel that week so I can help cheer her up during the day. Maybe I'll bring back my mustache. Everyone seemed to find that pretty entertaining. (If you haven't seen it- it's awesome). Everyone should grow a stash at least once a year if for no other reason then to scare your friends and family into thinking you are going to keep it. When Quentin does get fussy I've found he really calms down when you carry him like a sack of potatoes. You just throw him over your shoulder and hang on to his ankles so you don't drop him and walk around like that. He instantly stops crying. I'm not sure why, but it works for me and that's all that matters.
Here are a couple of pics with him playing with his gym, a sack of potatoes shot and his "busted" shots where he is getting ready to take a shower. He looks guilty of something...
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