Yesterday morning Tyler and I woke up at 7:30. Usually we wake up to Quincy hollering for us to get him, but this morning was different. I was making the bed in our bedroom when I heard, or thought I heard, Tyler. He was standing outside Quincy's room peaking through the crack in the door. He motioned for me to come over and so I looked through the crack too. What did I see when I peeked through? My handsome, sweet baby boy sitting up in his crib talking away and playing in his blankets. We NEVER fin him sitting in his crib. Usually by the time we get to him, he's hollering and impatiently stamping his feet.
This is not a very good picture of his face, he was talking and rolling around.
Now he's ready to get out. :)
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