The Q is One!

Quincy Donovan Sahnow on June 11, 2007Quincy Donovan Sahnow on June 11, 2008The Birthday Boy in His Birthday Suit

I don't know how a whole year has possibly lapsed since this precious baby was born, but I realize that somehow it has. Last year on June 11th, I went to school and taught in the morning. By 3:10 that afternoon Quincy had made his grand entry into his daddy's waiting hands and our family's hearts.

Quincy has been an absolutely wonderful baby since day 1. He was the most laid-back happy-go-lucky baby that I think I've ever met in my life. He is a little more opinionated in his toddlerhood. He demands to be picked up and then immediately squirms to be put down. For all the time that he happily let his big brother steamroll or tackle him, Quincy now squeals at Owen if he (Owen) takes away whatever toy he is playing with, knocks him down, etc. He loves life and laughs his way through it.

He is very adventurous. I often hear him calling me with a very specific "eh" from the general area of our stairway. I usually find him on our landing (4 steps up from the ground floor) poised to take on the final 10 steps as soon as I get there to see him do it. He does this with a twinkle in his eye and a mischievous grin that I imagine says, "I know I'm not supposed to be doing this, Mommy, but watch me anyway!"

He is a bit of a daredevil. He loves to climb onto things and then put his arms up in victory and laugh. For example: a few weeks ago I was trying to unload the dishwasher when Quincy discovered me--or rather, he discovered the open dishwasher. I turned around to put a stack of dishes in the cabinet, and when I turned back around he was standing up on the dishwasher door!

Two days ago he was playing on the kids' patio furniture that is outside on their mini patio. He first climbed up onto the bench by himself. Pretty soon he was standing on it, and shortly after that he was bouncing and making it rock since it's not on a completely even surface. About a minute later he was bending over on said bench and did a handless somersault onto the concrete pavement. He cried for about 4 seconds and then was climbing back up again.

He continues to look like a little cherub with rosy cheeks and bright blue eyes. He has a grin that could melt anyone's heart, and is a very snuggly little boy. I am just the luckiest to be his mom.