The Great Race

Quinn has become a blogaholic. I don't know how it happened, but I'm not keeping up with him. I suppose it would be easier if my posts weren't complete tomes, but hey, what's the use of talking if you're not gonna talk a lot? His blog is seriously fun though. It's a nerd/Christian/cyclist gumbo, and you never know what odd links and facts are gonna pop up on his page.

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Last night was insane. Quinn proved his ability to father with a 4 hour babysitting experience, while I practiced and took part in a photo shoot with the Amore String Quartet. Our organizer, Heidi, has purchased a web domain for us and her brother is creating a site, so we needed a 20 second clip of us playing and some new photos since we switched out first violins. 

Our last photo shoot was a totally impromptu event, following a wedding ceremony that we were part of. I was seven months pregnant, so we worked hard to keep the angles from showing my baby belly.

Here are a couple pics from that:

Liz, the one on the far left in both pictures, was our first violin, but we now have Nate playing with us. I can't wait to see the new pictures and the website. We did some pretty funky stuff for the photographer- I hope they turn out! I'm not sure which is worse though, doing a photo shoot at 7 months pregnant, or one 3 weeks post-partum with baby flab still hanging out 'round my mid section. lol. Oh well. One can't dictate the lives of 3 other people according to self-image issues. Darnitall.

Anyway, practice last night was fun. We were in an office that's in an old building downtown so we had the high ceilings and brick walls and the accoustics were fantastic. Quinn managed to keep Gavin happy for 2.5 hours while we practiced, then another 2 hours while we took pictures, which is worthy of a medal of honor in my opinion. The child thinks he's going to shrivel up and die if he hits an hour and 40 minutes (as opposed to his normal hour and 30 minutes between meals)  while I'm holding him. They were too sweet last night, and I can't believe I didn't get a picture. Quinn had Gavin in the infant carrier and a diaper bag over his shoulder and spent such a long time walking and bouncing him to sleep, and keeping the misquitos off of him.

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So, I better get off and get to work. I've got piles of unsorted laundry to fold and hang up and a messy kitchen to deal with, then I need to pack clothes, the air matress, bedding, the play pen, chargers, phones, cameras, etc, for two nights at Gramma's house in AR with the other 20-some members of my family, Then I need to run to Braum's and the library and get a shower, and it all needs to be done in 10 hours and 8 minutes, all punctuated by seven different 20 minute feeding sessions, which means that I actually have closer to 8.5 hours...

It can be done.