twenty months

Today Quincy turned twenty months old. I will spare you the "how can this be?", "it seems like yesterday he was just a tiny baby", and "where has the time gone?". For now anyway. No promises about future posts.

Today was also a holiday. (No, we don't celebrate Martin Luther King Day here. Today is Wellington Anniversary Day.) It got off to a quiet start. Ugly weather. Reading. Building (baby) Lego trains. Playing with "Eyit Blocks" (a cool Christmas gift from my friend Maria's son, Eliot).

By lunchtime, though, the weather cleared, so after Q-Bert's nap, we took a walk.

Once released from his pouch, Q threw lots and lots of stones in the water. Plus he got to learn all sorts of cool things from a two-and-a-half-year-old boy he knows.

I love love love family walks.