Today I came home from work and it was the middle of the Packer Game. Quinn adorably is playing football with his daddy. He picks up everything. They were talking about a player breaking his ankle last year so Quinn kept telling me while he was playing that he broke his ankle. I love when he plays and he pretends to put on his helmet (says click and all) and puts on his cleats (packer shoes) and ties them all up. He always has such a serious look on his face while he gets his pretend gear on. These are the kind of things I never want to forget. Quinn loves tackling. He shows very little interest in playing catch, but he is all about the tackle. Funny that a boy so sweet can be so aggressive.
While I was at work Quinn got a bath and smelled like baby (even though he is not). I love that smell. When I tucked him in tonight he told me I was his best friend ever. Heart melted!
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