Those of you that know Quinn, know that he is the happiest, "smileyest" baby... that is, when he's with his mommy and daddy. Take him away from us, and things quickly seem to turn south! Quinn is slowly growing out of his separation anxiety at church and we are SO proud of him. Today, when we got home, he found the golf ball that his daddy gave him a few weeks back. This particular yellow golf ball had proved to be a fun toy but there hadn't been an attachment. Since about 4:00 on Sunday afternoon, the golf ball remained glued in Q's hand...if he dropped it, he quickly picked it up to hold it again. It stayed in his hand through dinner, during the car ride and the whole time in the nursery while we were at Life Group. He then held it as he slept on the ride home and as we put on his jammies. After that, it was time to eat to go to bed, so he was happy to drop it...but, we'll see if he 'needs' it again today. If it becomes our ticket to a happy baby, I'll be happy to buy dozens of yellow golf balls!