... of too much instagram

Is there really such a thing? I guess there is when most of my family who is not on facebook (or instagram) can't see the very adorable photos I am getting of our Bug.

So I thought I'd do a quick share of a few from the last couple of days.

If Abram is awake when Quinn is about to get home (sometimes he's down for a "rest"), then we go out for a walk right before we think Daddy is going to drive into the neighborhood and walk until we see him. Then Quinn gets out of the car and walks with Abram and I drive home. It means that Abram gets a lot of walking - which he loves, I get a little bit of walking - which I like, and Quinn gets a bit of walking with the Bug right after work - which he loves. Then Abram has to come inside for dinner and he usually cries. I made a comment to our long time friend yesterday that Abram is really happy when he's outside and walking. Todd said "Sounds like Quinn's son." Truth.

So, since he really likes to be outside, we took him to the park yesterday. We could only stay for about 30 minutes and he was very, very sad when we put him in the car to head home.

Sliding with Daddy.

Swinging with Daddy.

Enjoying the swinging breeze.

And then one of Selah being used as a table:

Quinn put a napkin and half a Whataburger on my belly last night because I don't think he wanted to go get a plate. It was fine until we discovered that the ketchup has soaked through my shirt. Hope it comes out! So I decided to use a plate today.

And there are the most recent Instagrams. Oh! I am 225 views away from 15,000 views! In the land of professional blogging, that is nothing. But in the land of amateur mom blogging, I think it's a lot. So thank you all for reading! Hope you are having a good Monday.

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