We enjoyed some nice fall weather this week. It doesn't take long to make a huge leaf pile around here.
And Faith "helped."
Quinn is getting more and more talkative.
We've begun our isolation. So those of you who know us in real life, we'll see you next spring. I told Kurt I wanted to make a paper chain, but he said "Until when?" and therein lies the problem. Just how long will winter be? Who knows. We'll find things to keep us occupied, but it won't be the same, that's for sure.

Quinn had an appointment this week with an ophthalmologist. Despite being clear of ROP, he had another check up. I was really annoyed that we were doing it, given that it's late October, and we spent an hour in a standing-room-only waiting room where about one third of the people were coughing. And Quinn wasn't the only baby being checked out that day. That night, I lost sleep listening to Quinn snore through his sudden congestion. He still has it, but he doesn't have any other symptoms to go along with it. No runny nose, no coughing, no fever, just a rattle in his airway. Very annoying. But his eyes were declared fine, just like they were last time, and the doctor said bring him back when he's 3 and we'll see how he is then. Great. Now we really aren't going anywhere until spring, least of all to a doctor's office when we're healthy.

I realized that we've crossed a milestone this week. Quinn has now spent more time at home than in a hospital. How time flies. And today he rolled over, and I think it was for real this time. Previous times he did that, he was already on a slanted surface. But this time, he was up on his elbows looking around, and rolled onto his back. Yay for progress!