I would like to thank everyone and everything in the universe that had a hand in creating my child and most especially GOD.

I told Quinn his story today.
I told him mommy wanted a baby so bad I would cry every day. Then I went to the doctor and the doctor said mommy's eggs were broke and I needed different eggs. So I asked my friend Jamie if I could have some of her eggs and she said yes. Then the doctor put those eggs in mommy's tummy and one grew into him.
Then I said we need to say thank you Jamie for giving mommy some eggs. To which Quinn said "Can we ask Jamie for some fruit?"
:)

All in all I think the conversation went well.

I told Quinn they were bringing us a new bed tomorrow and he folded his hands together and said: "Are they bringing us a new whistle too?"
I said: " Why would they bring us a new whistle?"

He said: "Because I like new whistles!"

Rick to Quinn: "You sure are a good helper!"
Quinn: "Yes I am!"

This morning Quinn had the flashlight and said "Let me look in your throat."
I said "Okay."
As he was looking in it I said "How's it look Dr. Quinn?"
He said "Throaty."

yesterday I was talking to my sister and Quinn started crying. I said" What happened? Did you bite your tongue?"
He said "I was jumping on the bed and my tongue just fell right out."