Quincy at 15 months

Quincy boy is 15 months--I can't believe it!  His personality is really starting to come through.  He is a sweetheart and such a fun boy!

He loves music and will dance as soon as he hears the slightest beat!

Jammin' with Grandpa

He can say ball, mama, dada, and please (peez).  He can also sing the opening sentence of the Les Mis musical, "Look Down!" (although he just sings, "Dah Dow", it is still cute!)

He is all boy--kicking, climbing, and into balls--but he also loves to give hugs and kisses!

Okay--Quincy is the toiletry baby.  He does not have a lovey, and we have not had to sleep train him to lay him down in his crib.  We lay him down fully awake--and hand him a toiletry--a trial shampoo bottle, a toothbrush, a tube of toothpaste (tightly closed)--and he goes right to sleep.

Don't mess with Quincy's toiletries!

 Sometimes he wakes up in the middle of the night if he realize that his hand is not curled around a small plastic bottle.  Something about smooth plastic soothes him?!  He has stuffed animals and little blankies but won't touch them!

  This kid is funny, and we sure do love him!

Happy Birthday, Mom!

Happy Birthday, Mama!

Recent Conversation:

Mom: Amy, can you buy See's with food stamps?

Me: Ummmm...I don't think so.  That seems irresponsible of the government. I think you could buy regular chocolate at the store with food stamps and then make truffles if you really needed to...?

Mom: What?

Me: You can not use food stamps to buy See's chocolates. No.

Mom: I said seeds--for planting and growing food.

Me: Oohh...

Both of us: Hahaha!

It was awesome.  And Coco snapped a pic at the exact time we figured out our miscommunication:

 Mom, you are awesome!  I love your food moods and your love of learning.  I hope you have a great wonderful fabulous day!

Easter time!

 To be honest, this Easter was a little sad.  Every year since I was young, I look forward to having my special Easter candy--Hershey's milk chocolate eggs.  I love them!  My mom sent me some in Japan and had 3 bags waiting for me when we returned last year.

   This Easter, I am off sugar (thanks, tooth decay!) and did not get my beloved Hershey's eggs (first world problem!) and at the same time I am conflicted about giving my kids sugar.  Basically, how do you balance the paganism of Easter-bunny Easter with a celebration of our Savior's resurrection?  Still working on that one!

 

 In the meantime, here are a few pics from the beautiful weekend of Easter:

Dyeing eggs! Fox will never be in these pictures.  He hates eggs and is in the hallway making gagging sounds.

"I like eggs, Mom! But here, you eat the yellow part...and also the white part!"

My two children!  Oh wait, I have 3!  Where is that toddler?....

There he is! My grandma asked me for a picture of only the 3 kiddos...so I guess she'll be getting this one!

This one is a little better!  Fox is behind the camera (still gagging) :)