R&B is where it's at

This past weekend was the weekend to put the football winnings towards some good old fashioned instant gratification. After Obama's rousing speech we decided that a little stimulating of the economy was in order and got a new TV. We did some rearranging and put the TV in the bedroom and then moved that TV up to the man room. To date we have had the alarm clock on top of the TV because it was flat enough on top to hold the clock and now, not so much. That means the clock has been moved to Quentin level and of course Mr. Curiosity makes a beeline for whatever is within reach. He immediately figures out how to turn on the radio. Incidentally this has led to a "check" every night before the wife and I hit the sack to make sure he didn't set the alarm for some ungodly hour. Well, he learned how to turn on the radio, tune it and turn up/down the volume. When he first did it he had it blaring static so I went over and tuned it to a classic rock station that I like. Not so much for the Qster. He takes another crack at it and tunes in the slow jams on the R&B station. Not to be outdone by this feat he listens for a moment, finds his groove and hits the dance floor with a zeal that only a one year old possesses. He's officially busting a move in the bedroom. He pauses looks around, and we're loving it, and then turns it up. It kept him busy for about an hour, which is off the charts for straight focus for him. We got quite the kick out of it. For the record the new car has XM and he is impartial to the Grateful Dead station. That works for both me and him. Anytime he gets a little excited we throw on the Dead and he relaxes a bit. He is also digging having the back window open but loves to throw everything like his shoes so it's a bit dangerous on whether you'll ever see his shoes again.

With Q getting down with the new found love for music I'm sure our babysitter, Brittany, will be in for a real treat on Friday. A true Casanova at work. Everything worked out great on Friday. He cried just a bit as we left. Carrie forgot something and had to run back in and he was already over it. I thought I would be anxious about it but by the time the car hit the end of the road I had a sense of freedom that enveloped me like a warm embrace from a friend I hadn't seen in years. We went straight to the closest bar to begin drinking our sanity back. I'm just kidding. We went to our favorite Mexican restaurant and bumped into an old friend that we had met two years ago to the day so it was fun to catch up. We had a nice evening, back by a respectable 9pm and found Q sleeping soundly. In the world of text messages we were getting the updates as he went down for the night, so that was good.

One of the pros or cons depending on how you want to look at it is hiring the teacher. We now have the inside scoop at daycare. It's kind of like getting a tour of your favorite Mexican restaurant. It seems like a good idea at the time but then again you may never forget what you see. You might be really happy with the current arrangement. You get food. You like food. You hope it's being prepared the way you would at home. You take the tour. Well, you may never eat Mexican food again. Sometimes ignorance is bliss. Let's just say if we ever run short on a daycare payment we have plenty of knowledge now to extort whoever we need to in order to get through the next week. There is always a silver lining. She worked out really well. Q likes her and was comfortable. We are getting to know her better. I think she dropped that she goes to church about five different times. Raise maybe? Going for the honesty thing? I reminded her that God is watching even if we aren't and judging. Don't forget about the judging. (It's a two way street sweetie)! Good experience and we are looking forward to a longer evening out this Friday. Hopefully it goes as smooth.

Here is a pic of Q gearing up for baseball season. Spring training is about to kick off and Opening Day is not far behind. 2010 is nearly over already!