A couple of weekends ago, the weather was perfect and we headed north to the Crawdad Festival in Lakeside, Oregon. "Crawdads are fun to play with...not so fun to eat," according to Emerson.
Quinny and I got to wiggle our toes in the sand.Wherever we go, Quinn seems to enjoy herself. She contently observes and gives a little squeal of delight when she seems something she likes. If I'm holding her when she gets excited, she grabs my hair and tries to suck on my cheek. Yep, a little slice of heaven...covered with drool.
Wherever we go Emerson somehow finds unexpected objects and turns them into tools. For instance, he found this plastic tube and turned it into a fishing pole. When we leave the house Em always has a toy in tow, usually something squishy. Then, along the way he finds something that he insists on taking home. At the crawdad festival, he first found this tube and later after trying crawdad and disliking it, he wanted to take the crawdad home for his "pet."
A couple of weekends ago, the weather was perfect and we headed north to the Crawdad Festival in Lakeside, Oregon. "Crawdads are fun to play with...not so fun to eat," according to Emerson.
Quinny and I got to wiggle our toes in the sand.Wherever we go, Quinn seems to enjoy herself. She contently observes and gives a little squeal of delight when she seems something she likes. If I'm holding her when she gets excited, she grabs my hair and tries to suck on my cheek. Yep, a little slice of heaven...covered with drool.
Wherever we go Emerson somehow finds unexpected objects and turns them into tools. For instance, he found this plastic tube and turned it into a fishing pole. When we leave the house Em always has a toy in tow, usually something squishy. Then, along the way he finds something that he insists on taking home. At the crawdad festival, he first found this tube and later after trying crawdad and disliking it, he wanted to take the crawdad home for his "pet."
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