When Quinn babysits...

Tired girl goes to Swiss Days,
eats,
gets super hot,
comes home,
and take a big nap.
Oh- so did Annie.

My mom bought Annie this swing to keep at their house.
The way Annie crashes in it all day you'd think it was a lazy boy or something.

This is my dress.
I wore it to my Aunt Michelle's wedding 30 years ago.
Annie wore it to church last Sunday.

Sunday Annie wore this splurge to dinner at my parents'.
We went on a big fat walk and looked at houses.
My mom showed Annie off to a few of her neighbors.

Annie in her sling.
Snug as a bug...

Mom's swing was such a hit with Annie that I bought one for our house.
Too bad it only took one day for it to make a weird noise when it swings.
Crud.
What do I do now?

Here's Annie's Camera eyes.
I try not to use the flash too many times.

I was trying to catch her awesome smile in a photograph.

Happy October.
This is Annie's "scary" pose.

So I was at the bank getting a loan to buy a new house.
Little did I know the following was happening at home.
I walk in the door only to hear,
"QUICK! COME HERE! WE'RE IN THE BATHROOM!"
In I run to find THIS:

Apparently Annie had a major blowout and SOMEHOW it ended up
in her hair
on her face
in the footsies of her cute Halloween pjs
and everywhere in between.
Q, not knowing what to do next, immediately stripped her down
and started hosing her off [so to speak] under the tub faucet.
Annie was loving it.

I guess this is what happens when Quinn babysits.

Tonight we visited my Grandpa Metcalf for his 83rd birthday.
Good thing too because Kris made a pumpkin cake with brown sugar whipping cream icing.

...And THIS is what it looks like to watch my family hold Annie.

...Totally worth the price of admission.

Annie and I are off to Lake Powell.
See you next week.