There's a gourd in my shoe

Quinn has taken to putting a recently acquired gourd in my shoe. It has become a running joke. Every day I say "There's a gourd in my shoe!" and look incredulous. Quinn giggles and says "How did that get there?" "I don't know", I say. "Quinn did it!" he gleefully offers. At night I leave the gourd in his shoe for the next day. One day he made me carry it to work in my sweater pocket. I forgot about it until I was getting ready to go home and it made me smile.

He's got a pretty good sense of humour. He gets a kick out of making his mother laugh. He cracks up over certain passages in books. He giggles when something is out of place. It shows good judgement, that he knows the difference between normal and abnormal. It's a handle we can use to deal with certain otherwise possibly stressful situations. It's a bridge to the important people in his life. It will serve him well his entire life I'm sure. May we continue to cultivate it. Gourds in my shoe will keep him from going out of his.

Fun at the store

We went to Canadian Tire today. Quinn was a little wound up. He was mostly good while we were shopping. He was climbing into the plastic bins we were looking at buying. Every now and then he'd bolt off with a glint in his eye, requiring some hot pursuit. Then one time he took off at full speed and just kept going. Bec went flying after him and bystanders giggled as Quinn dove full-length into a shopping cart outfitted with a "car" for kids to drive. A few minutes later they came trundling back with grins all around.

As we were heading for the checkout Quinn caught sight of the lawn tractors, much like grampa's. Nothing would do but we had to go see them. And sit on them. And daddy had to sit on the next one. We had pretend races. We made tractor sounds. At one point two employees came down the aisle and I realized they probably couldn't see Quinn. As they passed I said "I bet I looked pretty silly until you saw the two year old". "We see grownups do it all the time" they said.

Quinn can really motor now. We walked home from the neighbourhood pub after dinner tonight and Quinn ran pretty much the whole way. He had a couple of face plants, but one was on grass and the other didn't slow him down for long. He's growing up so quick it seems!