Wednesday, May 10, 2006

Happy Birthday Pooey!

A year ago at this moment Jim and I were chillin in the birthing room at Community Hospital. I think by now the first showing of a marathon "Remaking Vanilla Ice" was on and the potosin wasn't doing anything except fill my tiny bladder with pee. The show didn't get on the proverbial road until about 4:00 and Quinn didn't shoot out in blaze of glory until 6:00. There was a lot of waiting, then a flurry of excitement, then my 9 lb baby boy finally joined his impatient family. My mom was in town with her adoring husband Jan, and they were called in the middle of a sushi dinner with Madeleine to come quick and see baby Quinn. Madeleine immediately fell in love with the big lug. She was apoplectic with excitement and kissed and carressed him repeatedly. My too-little, too-late epidural took a long time to wear off, and when it finally did, everyone had (thankfully) headed home to rest and talk about baby Pooey. So, alone, I padded down to the baby center to give my big baby boy the once-over and listen to the pediatric nurses coo over him. When I got there, there were three babies. One was crying pitifully and apparently couldn't get comfy in her burrito wrap, the other was sleeping quietly and the behemoth in the middle was Quinn. He stared at me with his enormous black eyes and said, "Get me the fuck outta here, that bitch won't shut up!" Or at least, that's what it seemed like. He has very expressive eyes.

Today Quinn is still a big-eyed lug that charms everyone he sees with his witty banter. "UH" That's his catch-phrase. It is the all-meaning Om to our little Buddha. He can throw around an UH! in any context and it's either rife with angst, full of joy or sharply inquisitive. It is his everything.

The four of us will be gathering in celebration at around 5 tonight. Madeleine is convinced we are going to sculpt a dog/cat figure out of angel food cake this afternoon and she has decided to write "Woof Pooey Happy Birthday, Meow Woogie we love you." She's been practicing. She also decided Little Woogers needs some baby chicks and a pony. The grand finale will be a bath, after Pooey's been allowed to immerse himself in his cake. He loves bathers with his big sis.

Happy birthday, Quinn. To quote your sister, "I love you as much as a heart can love something."


Anonymous TB said...

Happy Birthday Quinn! He looks like such a happy boy in every picture you ever post.
That last sentence made me all misty-eyed.

5/10/2006 10:12 AM  
Blogger Arabella said...

Happy Birthday, Quinn!

You are a very, very lucky boy to have such a wonderful family and such wonderful eyes. What a muffin! Mignon, how do you keep from pinching those rosy little cheeks all day?

5/10/2006 10:17 AM  
Blogger Mignon said...

teebs, he is happy almost always. Except when things like sharp objects are taken from him.

Arabella, why do you think they're so rosy?!

5/10/2006 10:22 AM  
Blogger V said...

Awwww! Happy Birthday Quinn!! He's just too cute!

5/10/2006 10:29 AM  
Blogger mama_tulip said...

Man, that last sentence got me all sorts of teary.

Happy Birthday Quinn! He's gorgeous!!

5/10/2006 11:11 AM  
Blogger wordgirl said...

Oh. My. God. The adorable-ness. It's killing me. He does have expressive eyes. Happy Birthday, Quinn!

5/10/2006 12:23 PM  
Blogger Tink said...

Happy Birthday Quinn!!

And THIS: "I love you as much as a heart can love something," is my new favorite saying.

You're a lucky momma to have two such great and adorable children.

5/10/2006 12:27 PM  
Anonymous DD said...

Happy birthday Quinn. It will be a pleasure to meet you some day.

p.s. did your mom and Jan get married??

5/10/2006 12:42 PM  
Anonymous tif said...

Happy Birthday Q!

Please post photos of Quinn both before and after the cake. He's yummy enough to eat without frosting all over his cheeks.

5/10/2006 3:53 PM  
Blogger Heather said...

That last picture is too cute!

5/10/2006 5:36 PM  
Blogger Dawn said...

The eyes. The eyes. Someone will fall hard for Quinn some day...

5/10/2006 5:39 PM  
Blogger Bailey said...

Happy Birthday Quinn

5/10/2006 6:46 PM  
Anonymous LetterB said...

*sniff!* Happy Birthday Quinn!

5/10/2006 8:11 PM  
Blogger Esereth said...

More!!! More happy warm anecdotes!! More about the effortless of birth and how funny and fun little kids are and how they will in no way suck your soul and personality out of you.

Oh. Am I supposed to be worrying about stuff like this?

5/10/2006 9:15 PM  
Blogger DebbieDoesLife said...

You did me in with the last line, M! Total tears!!! "I love you as much as a heart can love something." That's my new tag line.

Happy Birthday!

Are you making that boy wear girl hats or wtf?

5/11/2006 6:43 AM  
Blogger drawdawn said...

awww so sweet. Happy Birthday to the little man!

5/11/2006 11:28 AM  
Blogger Mignon said...

Thanks from Pooey, everyone (UH, is what he actually said.).

Debbie, why yes, we do a little dress-up now and then. Some of Madeleine's dresses are too cute to get packed away.

Esereth, oh my sweet paranoid Esereth. Children are manna from heaven, but instead of falling in nice manageable sprinkles, it's as if the heavens opened up and dumped 100 dumptrucks of manna right on top of you at once. And all of the excavators in town are on strike. And the manna smells like poo and vomit. But it's still manna. Is that how you spell manna?

5/11/2006 11:51 AM  
Anonymous honestyrain said...

happy (belated) birthday sweet boy. and what a lovey thing his sister says. so adorable.

5/11/2006 4:05 PM  
Blogger Orange said...

Your little birthday boy is absolutely beautiful! He looks exactly like you. (And Jim.)

5/11/2006 6:14 PM  
Anonymous Nancy said...

Mignon, I think I am dazzled and hypnotized by his eyes. I think he resembles you a lot. I love seeing that parent/child resemblance.

Happy Birthday (a little late) to Quinn!

5/13/2006 9:23 PM  

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