For the Texans

You know you've had a rough night when...

This one post may cost me thousands for therapy but it's just too funny not to share. We came home from visiting Auntie Lissa tonight and Quin had fallen asleep in the car. After making Auntie Rachael and Joe both sniff his butt, I decided I had to change him. Sure enough, he was a stinky snoozin boy (which explains why he was so happy and cheerful just before he fell asleep). While I was changing him, he started moving around and I got nervous that he was waking up. Nope, he was just getting comfortable. And this is how he probably would have stayed until morning if I had let him!

The following pictures are much more appropriate. Quin, Auntie Rachael, and Mama all went to the Scooperbowl in town yesterday (Jimmy Fund fundraiser) and ate lots of ice cream. Quin actually liked the spoons much better than the ice cream. Auntie Lissa and Dada were happy to see Quin in the middle of their work day - and the all you can eat ice cream didn't hurt, either.