Quinn still isn't walking...but we're making progress. It's completely in his head. He is physically capable, but I don't think he believes in himself. Each time he has successfully walked, it's because we tricked him into it. I keep thinking that one of these days he'll look down and see what he's doing, gain the confidence, and that will be the end of it. Maybe that will still happen, but I'm still waiting. He's officially 18 months old now. It seems unbelievable all that has happened in that amount of time.

We had a visit from my parents this week. We had fun doing a little local touring, especially to see the fall colors. They don't get much of that where they come from and it's quite a novelty.

I was so hoping for this picture to turn out well, so we could put it on our Christmas card. No such luck. A combination of just not being set up well, and having a cloudy day so you can't even tell how beautiful the hills are with the fall colors, and we have what could have been good and just isn't. But it's proof we were there.

We're looking forward to Columbus Day. I appreciate school holidays now.