I have never really had Quinn by myself.  I mean, sure, for an hour here or two there, but never a whole day. Until today.  Beth didn’t have enough time saved up to take my entire vacation with me.  Since she works in the financial field, Friday’s are generally the busiest day.  

It started out fine.  We took Beth to work and got some breakfast.  Came home and goofed around on the Net for awhile.  Then Quinn woke up.  At first she was all happy and cheerful.  Seeing that she was quite jolly I decided to take her to visit my grandmothers house.  Having only seen my grandmother a few times she was not real thrilled with the idea.  She cried and fussed.  What had happened to my happy daughter?  I am still not sure.  Next we went to see mommy for some lunch.  We all ate and talked, but then it was time to go.  From where my wife works to my house is around a mile or so with a few stoplights and stop signs.  In that time Q fell asleep.  When we got home I carefully exchanged vehicles as to not wake Quinn and took the truck to the local sawmill.  I bought a truckload of sawdust to help mulch the garden.  I came back home and carefully exchanged vehicles again.  Off we went to Bloomfield to visit Dunkerley’s Greenhouse to look for cilantro.  If our Roma’s are to be judged, we will need a ton cilantro to make salsa.  Quinn slept all the way there, but unfortunately they didn’t have any cilantro.  

So now with Quinn awake and a little fussy I did what any normal male would do.  I took her to the closest woman she knows.  My mother.  My mom also works for a financial institution, but she generally works behind the line.  Quinn seen her and practically jumped in her arms.  The race was on to show Quinn to everyone and everyone to Quinn.  Quinn was very cordial and even decided to let a few strangers hold her.  

With time getting close to meet mommy for snack time, we left Bloomfield and headed towards Linton. Practically the whole way home Q threw a royal tantrum.  So much so that I stopped halfway there and tried to console her.  Seeing that I could not, I made the rest of the trek and suffered along with her.  Upon seeing mommy Quinn’s mood became immediately jovial and she didn’t cry again.  Until later.

After snack time Q girl and I made our way home and decided to play on the internet some more until we fell asleep.  An hour and a half later the alarm woke us to let us know that it was time to pick up mommy. Another tirade when she had to get into her car seat yet again, but we picked up mommy and all was well.  

Last but not least, a big storm blew through and hindered our emptying the truck of sawdust.  Oh well, tomorrow is another day.