"Why?"

Spent my ENTIRE Saturday playing with a two & a half year old that's cooler than everyone else. Quinn sang Barbara Ann, I was a human slide, and we both said our NOMS while eating p-i-zz-a. I read Peter Pan aloud, we both acted like bears, and even watched miscellaneous Sesame Street skits... Quinn all slouched onto my right side with his arm around mine. He eventually sat on my lap so I could help him get his shoes on to leave for his mom's. He gave me a high five and a goodbye hug, David came back Quinn-less but with a Delirium Tremens in hand and it was enjoyed in two tall glasses.



Not looking forward to negative temperature days and nights, and two more feet of snow.