Our weekend in Seattle included an afternoon with the family. Quinn met his 8-month old cousin, Peyton, for the second time. Today he said to me "I miss my little cousin, Peyton. She is such a sweet little girl".

Quinn with Grandma and Grandpa.

Quinn took an immediate liking to this baby walker. He tooled around in it for the longest time, making phone calls and such.

More quality time with Peyton:


Not sure what Quinn and his Uncle Dirt (Kurt) are talking about here, but it looks like Quinn was none too happy about it:

My friend, Jenn and Peyton:

Grandpa got lunch duty.

After we got back to Jenn's, where Quinn and I were staying, Quinn got to help walk Jenn's three Shar Peis. He was in heaven.

He walked Mona, who is 13 years old and almost completely deaf, so she was about his speed. He couldn't have been more proud.
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