Quinn Becomes U.S. Citizen

Today our little Quinny became a real American as he was given his citizenship certificate via a neat ceremony in Irving. He was such a good boy too (compared to some others) and grinned from head to toe waving his little American flag while in the process of destroying it.

It was a wonderful moment to experience this process with him and now we can celebrate American with the rest of us!

The other great news – no more adoption paperwork! The 2 year process is complete!

(see our photos on facebook!)

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Big is Not a Big Enough Word

Last weekend I attended my first game at the new Cowboys Stadium, the 1.2 billion dollar home financed by the city or Arlington, but mostly by owner Jerry Jones.

It took me thhhiiisss long to forget about my sentimental strongholds to Texas Stadium.

Wow!

Jerry did it. God has made many incredible things and He certainly gave Jerry (whether he knows it or not) the creative ability on this place too! It is unreal.

As long time season ticket holders I was somewhat nervous about what games would be like in this new JerryWorld. Much to my surprise, it was more than talked about. Sensory overload for sure. From the fun tailgating outside to the cushion seats, to the megaTVboard, to the concessions and bathrooms that were so numerous that there were still no lines even with 80,000 people there.

If you haven’t gone yet, get a party pass at the least and test it out for yourself. All I can say is Go Cowboys!

Girls Turn 48 Months

Forty-eight short months ago our lives changed forever when our girls, Sidney and Chloe were born at Arlington Memorial Hospital. About this time in the morning we became parents of two incredible little (and I do mean little) beautiful girls!

Over the last 4 years life has been crazy yet fun all at the same time. The sad thing about having a baby is that one day the baby becomes a small child and gone are the days of telling people “she’s 19 months” or he’s about to be “6 months”. For some reason, once they turn 2, we start reporting their ages in years.

Well, I am changing the tide. My little babies are going to be aged by months from now on. I want it back. It’s just going too fast.

“How old are they?”, I can see someone asking me down the road.

“Oh, they are 480 months,” I answer as I stand and cheer on the Cowboys Cheerleader group they made at 20 years old during a game, “Good job Chloe! Good job Sid!”

In the mean time, we enjoy the moments of them turning our world upside down! 48 months later our world is still spinning!

For slide show click here: http://www.photodex.com/sharing/viewshow?fl=3123977&alb=117305

A 4 Year Old Trapped in a 2 Year Old Body

Ok, maybe I am just a tad one-sided in this affair, but I am not exaggerating (for real) when I say our little Quinners is one smart dude. I mean, the girls are smart too, but he is so far ahead of them at his age compared to when they were two it is not even funny. The day we first saw his photo we knew he was special. His attitude, personality and smile rival any I have ever seen.

Yet, little did we know, this little 4 year old trapped in a 2 year old body was created to soon rule our world

BEFORE he turned two he:

– could basically count to 10
– could sing parts to almost any song he heard (including many on the radio)
– studies how anyone does anything and attempts to duplicate the act and in most cases succeeds
– can play with the Iphone
– speaks in complete sentences (he can put words together better than they can pronounce them – his brain is ahead of his tongue)
– he comprehends EVERYTHING he hears (i.e. Julie and I could be having an adult conversation about going to the mall for some reason, he will hear us talking and then ask when we are going to the mall)
– he can nearly swim and willfully and happily goes under water holding his breath
– he was running way before 18 months
– he practices going potty (I swear if we took his diaper off he would plop down on the toilet, do number two, wipe his own rear, get up and wash his hands and come out saying “Do NOT go in there!”)

– he takes off his own diaper (to mom’s horror) and calls himself “Stinky McFly”

– he has been eating with a fork and a spoon since he was 12 months old (he is still a disaster when we eat however and it gets everywhere)

– he has never used a passi

– he drinks from an adult cup and has been now for months

– he has been sitting in an adult chair since 18 months old when we eat shocking many waitresses (he has never sat in a booster seat)

– he can nearly say all of his ABCs

– when I get home for the day and ask him what he did today he gives me a complete, honest run down of all of his activities and I understand them all (sometimes I get more from him than Julie)

Surely, he has two sisters to emulate and copy and he certainly does that, all day long. Yet, this child is amazing.

In more ways than one.