Fall Fun Festival

Even though we were still feeling a little sick, Quin and I ventured out to the annual Round Rock Fall Fun Festival for Halloween fun. It turns out that there isn't much at a festival such as this one for the non-walker, but Quin still had a lot of fun looking at all of the kids in costume. It was also another chance for him to wear his lion outfit. We were supposed to have gone to a number of Halloween parties (at which he would have gotten to wear his cute lion outfit), but since we have all been sick we figured we should keep the spread of our disease to a minimum and stay home. Consequently, he only got to wear his costume for a short time. I am sure he was fine with this, seeing as he wasn't overly thrilled with the idea of keeping the hood on his head.


Maybe next year he will be a bunny. He sure seemed to like wearing my bunny ears. Every time they fell off, he wanted them back on (until he figured out that they pinched his head a little bit).

If he is a bunny, perhaps we will get him some ears without sequins. Just a thought.

Sick Snuggle Bug

Who would quess from looking at this happy face that Quin is sick. It appears that he has some sort of virus at the moment. As a result of feeling icky, he hasn't felt like eating much since Sunday afternoon. Our poor boy, who once would devour a scrambled egg in under a minute, wants nothing to do with them, or any other food for that matter. What is a mom to do? I have had to get creative with my offerings of food. Sometimes it is a matter of pretending that I will eat his food (this often will get him to take one or two bites), or else I offer lots of snacks throughout the day (still getting him to take only a bite or two). Regardless of the tricks I use, he hasn't been eating much. In the end, if he doesn't want to eat, that is okay, as long as he gets fluids.

Whenever Quin gets sick, he becomes extremely snuggly. I am sure that he will be back to his normal self in a few days, but in the mean time I am enjoying how cuddly he has been. I love it! (Not that I want my child to be sick, but I will never turn down cuddles.)

Update on Teething...

So a few weeks ago, we thought tooth number five was coming in. We are still waiting. I should know better than to assume that teething = teeth coming in, because those teeth move around a lot in there before they finally make an appearance. I have no doubt that he will eventually get a fifth tooth, however it hasn't happened yet. In reality, I am not in a big hurry for him to have more teeth. As it is now, it hurts a lot when he gets a hold of your finger and bites before you think about removing it from his mouth. I can only guess that the more teeth he has, the more it will hurt when he bites. Also, more teeth means we have to brush more teeth. I don't mind brushing his teeth, however four teeth and empty gums are quick to brush. The quicker we get them brushed, the less time he has to put up a fight. I guess my favorite thing about him having only four teeth is how cute he looks (even when he cries)!

Fun Times

Tuesday evening we had a bit of an adventure... Our oven caught on fire! I was making Quiche (which I have decided I will never make again) for dinner. They got a little over filled, the crust broke, causing egg to fall into the bottom of the oven. No big deal, right? Well, that is what I thought. I never realized that egg was so flammable! I am so glad that Tim was home; he was able to grab the fire extinguisher and put the fire out while I took Quin outside to get him out of all of the smoke. Who knew that a little bit of egg could cause such a big mess. There was so much smoke that you couldn't see across our house. What as mess. The house smelled so bad and was so dirty that we had to spend the night in a hotel. The idea of staying in a hotel seemed like a good one, however by the time we checked in and got everything set up, it was 11:00 (3 hours past bedtime). Quin has a habit of rocking in his crib before going to sleep. Evidently, rocking in a pack and play is so much fun that it can keep a 14 month old occupied for an entire night.

After a night of not sleeping, the daunting task of clean-up awaited us. I have to admit that we aren't completely done yet. The majority of Quin's toys are still covered in fire extinguisher stuff (and reside in the garage), but at least all of the surfaces that he can reach are nice and clean. I guess finishing the clean-up is what we have in store for the weekend. Yeah.

Looking on the bright side, at least we are all safe. We are left with a bit of a mess and odor, but nothing more. We really are lucky.