Camping

My little man is 3 months old! This month he learned to laugh. He thinks everything is funny. He loves it when you change his clothes, I guess it tickles him in the right way. If he sprays you while changing his diaper he has a huge grin and squeals with delight. He is such a sweet little thing. Gross but sweet. Quintin also wants to be a thumb sucker. He gets his thumb in his mouth but usually gags himself because he ends up sticking his whole fist in his mouth.

We went camping for 5 days. Collin did pretty good. He was very determined to get into everyone's cars, so we had to make sure everything was locked up all of the time. He loved fishing. He didn't understand the purpose of it but he loved to turn the reel and play with worms. My mom told him to kiss a trout and just as his lips touched she screamed. She thought he would think it was gross but he went right for it. Collin also went on his first boat ride. Unfortunately boats do not have wheels so he didn't think that it was very exciting until my dad let him drive. He loved that throttle and wanted to push the shiny red button (kill switch to the engine). And of course like every kid in the Taylor family he fell into the lake (several times) On Friday I bought him new shoes so it wouldn't matter if he got all wet again and of course he didn't.

It rained every night for at least 4 hours. Collin had to sleep with Grandma and Grandpa in the trailer, while poor little Quintin had to sleep in the tent with me. He is such a snuggly baby. Well, unless he is awake then he wants to squirm and wiggle. It was a good trip, it was good to get a different environment for a while.