Greg, Erin, Car and Quincey

.Quincey Girl.

I noticed that I haven't taken nearly as many pictures of Quin as a babe, as I did of Carson. So I thought I should try and do a little better.  Here she is, already nearly 6 months old.  WHAT?!  How is that even possible...  

Quin is so rolly and smiley these days,  and since she has always preferred to sleep on her tummy,  she is an old pro at the propping herself on her arms routine.  This one is definitely a high maintenance girl though.  She seems to be a bit fussier than Carson ever was (likes being held),  but she likes to giggle a lot more than I remember him doing too.  All I have to do is walk in the room and she will start the laughing.  Carson had to be tickled or something to get him going.  My favorite though is her awesome little high pitch girl scream she pulls out whenever she gets really pissed off.  Don't know where she got that one from.  Her mama is not a screamer.

 I sure do love kissing those chubby cheekers and bum chin... How could you not?

And the break down...

(The Background is a curtain that I bought way back before she was born and intended to use when she was just new.  Better late than never I suppose.  I just wish I would have been smart enough to iron it.  Dummy.  Oh well.)