Last night two things happened:
1. I had a dream that my dad aggressively attacked an old man with dementia as the man was moving toward my high school choir teacher in a zombie like manner. Weird.
2. Quinn said a new word. Tammie was reading a book about animal noises to him. When she said, "The brown cow says" Quinn interjected "booo" right on cue. We had to confirm that it was no accident so we tested him a few times. Every time he came in with some sort of an "ooo" sound just at the right moment. My son thinks cows are ghosts. Weird.
Oh, today Quinn sort of walked.