Giant Schnauzers

The Mighty Quinn

When I went to pick up the Mighty Quinn at his preschool today, the teacher warned me as she has never done before that he was in quite a mood.  Oh dear!  But we walked the long walk out to the car and he seemed to be OK.  We got to the car, and CRS dawned on me.  I had forgotten to stick the carseats back in the car after carting dogs around this weekend!  Yikes and it is a half hour drive from the house to Q's school.  But I called dear Hubby and as always, he loaded up the carseats and brought them to us.  Remembering the warning from Q's teacher, I looked around for things to do but he was perfectly happy manipulating every button and knob on the dash that he could find.  We passed a pleasant half hour waiting for his car seat.  Thank goodness it wasn't too hot today!  But for some reason Q was fine during the wait. I left him with his mom just as true grumpiness was beginning to show its ugly head. Told them I loved them and would see them tomorrow!

He entertained me with the sunglasses he found in the glove compartment.

Back at home it was time to continue grooming the seven giant schnauzers that are in residence at the moment.  I had gotten three done yesterday, got another 1.75 done today and will finish the others on Saturday.

The above is Ms Greta saying she is Queen in case you forgot it.

Nonnie and the Three Year Old Whirlwind

The years have dimmed my memory about how closely one should keep tabs on a three year old when in public.  Today Quinn and I had a great time at McD's where he ate and climbed and played and let his imagination run rampant.  But I had promised him some blue drink for his sippy cup while we continued out running errands before picking up his sister at school.  I let him carry it since he had been so good on everything else.  While walking up the aisle to the cash register, we were chatting about who knows what, when this 48 ounce bottle of blue electrolyte drink tumbles out of his hands and smacks the concrete floor.  Things could have been much worse  than the lid cracking and coming off and half of the blue liquid spilling onto the floor and quickly traveling along the edge of the bottom of the display shelving.  The clerk looked at me with a completely impassive face and I returned the look.  I had a blank mind at that point so the expressionless face was not hard to maintain.  Quinn continued on his way to the counter to buy his loot after I scooped up the remains of the container.  While standing there waiting to pay, he knocked into the life-size display standing there.  I managed to snag that before it hit anything and hold on to him at the same time.  We quickly paid and I kept telling the lady how sorry I was.  I think she figured I was in for more before the day was over and she made no response.

We did continue our excursions and visited a resale shop scouring it for Halloween costumes for the two kids.  We found a heavy green dinosaur costume for him and at the end was a matching one for his sister.  These are heavy and it was 107 degrees in the Southwest deserts today.  When they got home, both put on their costumes and had great fun playing so  it was all worth it.

If you see a kid in a green dinosaur costume, I haven't slightest idea where he came from.  Oh, I am AKA Nonnie.