Joe-etta Dirt

I am just getting around to posting from last week. Life is so busy! There are just not enough hours in a day to get things done. Quincy's latest favorite thing is hiding in a "fort", which to her means getting under a blanket on the couch. Unfortunately for us, that means she wants us under there with her. We finally had enough of the static when we decided to build her a fort instead. Remembering we just so happened to have boxes around, Daddy went to work with cardboard and duct tape. She was in heaven and crawled through over and over and over... Now, I have to say, the boxes along with the nothing but diaper attire mixed with her latest rat's nest of a hair style made us a little worried that our daughter was turning into Joe Dirt, mullet and all. Her hair is getting more out of control everyday! I'm tempted to trim the back because the front and top are just not growing at the same pace, but then that would mean no more pig tails. Hmmm, decisions, decisions. In the meantime, I guess she'll just have to run around like a little orphan Annie! Quincy, the sun will come out tomorrow, I promise :)