We were all in the basement, and Quinn was playing at the train table. I could tell what was going to happen. . . he kept reaching for a train but couldn't quite make it. It didn't even phase him, he was up on top of that table so fast . . . and as you can tell . . . he was quite proud of himself!
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CUTE!!!
By the way...your blog looks adorable! How do you do that???? CUTE, CUTE, CUTE!
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