Baby Quinn isn't a baby anymore. Somehow, she's TWO. Although, of you ask her, she'll tell you she's six. She'll also tell you all about her sisters: Elliott, Talie, Harper, Isa, Maya, Cassidy, and Daddy. She hyperventilates (from excitement) when she sees horses, Elliott's school bus, or dogs; she parrots anything she hears (including "feet up, girls!" at U11 lacrosse last night); she gives and receives equal numbers of toxic love tackles to/from her sisters; and she sings nonsensical songs in a Minion-like language all day long. Happy birthday, baby Quinn. We love you BIG TIME.
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| HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BABY QUINN! |
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| E, T, and Q at age 2 |
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| She SMASHED her face in the parking lot at the gym so ... bruised face. She entertained herself at dinner by putting stickers all over her belly. Oh to be two. |
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| The doctor set from a mystery amazon gifter is a big hit around here. |
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