So, it's been raining here. Disclaimer: Emma was watching him, not me. 

He was really mad when we took him in.... 
look at the compassionate dad face compared to the muddy mad face. 
Aren't they both just too stinkin' cute?
life in the mountains, life as a pastor's wife and life as the mom to five kids
 So, it's been raining here. 
 This cute little shoe is one of the pair that my Mom bought for Quinton. She also got a pair for all the other kids, but I am especially thankful for these. They are the real deal Crocs for toddlers, aka as Crocklings. Quin just adores them. He wears them all the time and when they are on his feet he instantly assumes that means we are either going somewhere in the car or going out to play in the yard. He has his little routine of bringing them to you and holding them up for you to take. Once you have them, he immediately flops down on his back side and waits for you to put them on. Once they are on, he toddles straight for the door and attempts to open it on his own. SO cute!
 Look carefully at the above photo. I have attempted to highlight the little chipmunk running under the step by leaving it in color and making everything else black and white. Now, see that blurry little boy on the right there? That is Quinton. He has discovered that chipmunks live under our front deck steps. All that white stuff spread by the step is corn. The corn is actually purchased to put in our deer feeder, but the girls felt bad that the chipmunks were missing out, so they feed them too. Well joy of joys these chipmunks are. I'll insert here that the little girls consistantly call them "chick"munks which just cracks me up. I'll always have a picture in my mind of a hooded, cloaked svelt cheerleader type woman... the really religous chick. Anyhow... Quin will sit on the step of the garage which is about 12 feet from the deck steps and wait and watch with great patience. Soon, a little chipmunk peeks out and begins to gather some corn (which really is hilarous to watch them fill their cheeks), then Quin hops up and toddles as fast as he can toward the chipmunk. The little animal really is pretty brave as he (or she... I can't really tell :) ) waits until Quin is nearly on top of it before it scoots back under the step. Sometimes it'll run into the downspout thing which totally delights Quin as he pounds on it until it runs out and across the driveway. Poor Quinton isn't quite quick enough! You would think Quin would tire of this game, but as of yet he hasn't. In fact, he followed this routine for over an hour the other day. He also has discovered the joy of sitting in puddles.