Today, already, unbelievably, Quentin is a week old. Yikes! Time flies when you're so totally adored!
Don't mind my voiceover... I'm mumbling about the mistake I made last night in eating meatballs that I later found out had onions in them... long night, many diapers. Just before I shot this video, Q was making some punishing faces at me, and I assumed it was for that. He behaved himself for the camera, however, so now no one will believe me when I tell them that he's got a vendetta...
Happy One Week, Quentin!