Wrastlin' (Ringen)

In the spirit of the olympics, Quinn and I have been trying to take a stab at a few of the classic events on our own. First up: Wrestling. I can usually weaken Quinn pretty quick with my famous tickle move.
He tries to attack me from my feet, but it is pretty easy for me to defend. Plus, he is too short to do much damage.
After a tough struggle, Quinn always gets the best of me with his 'climb over dad's head and stick the stinky diaper in his nose' move. It always leaves me paralyzed.
Quinn in his victory pose...in his PJ's.
Next up...the 100m dash!
Equestrian events...at the local playground...
...and at home...
Olympic Tug 'o War...with Henrik.
If chocolate cookie eating were an olympic sport, Quinn and Henrik would be champs...
It still cracks me up how they love sitting on the ledge of our patio. I guess it is just their size.
Quinn's Tante (Aunt) Nina was here last week visting...and on vacation. Since day care is closed for another 2 weeks, Nina helped us out by taking care of Quinn during the week. Unfortunately, the weather wasn't perfect, but we had some blue sky.
Ready to hit the huge sandbox at the nearby playground.
Chillin' at the playground.
This pic really cracks me up. Normally, Quinn is always super smiley, but in this pic, he is just standing there with his mouth open. He is not being cranky and not sick...he is just there. What I would give to know what he was thinking...
Quinn reading one of his new books from Grandma and Grandpa Texas. Thanks for the super cool books and some new, exciting reading for Quinn (and Dad).