Yesterday Quinn was officially three weeks old and today marks one week of it being just the three of us. My parents have come and gone and a lot has happened since my last post. I have been home with the girls this week and will be next week as well unless Christin gets sick of me. We have had some visitors since the O'Rourke invasion ended including Christin's dad (picture to prove this tough guy held his granddaughter included in post). However, overall it has just been the four us trying to get into a routine (Christin reminded me that I can't forget Jackson). Quinn is still eating like a piglet and is starting to fill out a bit which is good because now she can fit into more of her one million outfits. Christin also worked one work day this week so I was able to feed Quinn her first bottle. I was a little worried, but being the awesome baby she is, she chowed down without a second thought. Jackson also seems to be warming up to her more with each day that goes by. I tried to explain that he should be nice because one day she will be dropping food for him to eat. Which brings me to my next story about Quinn's umbilical cord finally falling off. I found out when I unwrapped her last night and Jackson was sniffing at something. That something was her cord and he was attempting to eat it. Thankfully I intervened in time and he was unsuccessful. I think he misunderstood my pep talk about her dropping food. Other than that we just plan on hanging out and enjoying being a family for the next week. Thanks for all of you support our new life wouldn't be as easy without our wonderful family and friends.
| Marshmallow Bob proud Papa..she puked right after he gave her up |
| Smiling at Mom |
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| Jackson guarding his little sister |
| Where did you go Jackson? |
| Ohhh there you are |

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