Quincy and I go way back. Have I told you about the time when my best friend Nickey and I were babysitting an 8-month-old Quince while my parents went to a wedding reception? Well, Quincy was the cutest and sweetest baby, and we had nothing better to do, so we thought it would be fun. We were15 years old and more than capable of taking care of an innocent little baby, or so we thought. I remember that Quincy was a fast crawler, and I thought it was so cute. I set her down at the beginning of my parents' long hallway to see how fast Quincy could crawl to the other side. About half-way through, she stopped to throw up. I think that was my first time ever cleaning up vomit. My friend and I laughed, even though we instantly decided we were in over our heads. My parents took an unusually long time getting back because, unbeknownst to us, they had been in a car accident on their way home. It was a very interesting evening, and one of the first that I remember with Quincy. I have adored Quincy ever since.
Last weekend, our Arizona family was treated to a spontaneous visit from Quincy. When I saw Quincy get out of the driver's seat of my sister's car in her black dress and heels, with her gorgeous curls and professional make-up, I couldn't believe my eyes. I felt like those old people who are always saying, "I remember when you were just a baby," and you think there's no way someone that old could remember that far back. Quincy just grew up, and I can't even believe it!
But she's still the cutest and the sweetest thing, just like when she was a baby! What I wouldn't give to "babysit" her again. Except this time, we'd see how fast we could canvas the mall (instead of a hallway) or fill out college applications, or maybe just sit on the couch and reminisce about old times -- we've had many, and they make me smile every time I think of them. Love and miss this girl
every day!
