I took a long weekend and spent some special time with my Quinn. We worked and played really hard. We worked at the store and went for several swims in the water off the boat and off the shore. Adam finally caught up with me at the big 33 years of age. We enjoyed a mellow family dinner with one GREAT cake.
Missed the fireworks this year, but enjoyed some quality time with a sleeping Quinny, talking Layla and freaked out dogs in the basement. I wouldn't have changed a thing.
Quinn is now 11 months old. Only one more month until he's one. We're in the process of planning his buck-a-roo party now.
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