Quinton was playing the finger cymbals like no one’s business! It started out as this serenade for me (well, that’s how I’m taking it!), he was dancing and singing a bunch of nonsensical sounds. It was nice. But he worked up his excitement and pace as I started taking pictures of him! Eventually there was no more serenade. He was all out jumping and scream-laughing and clacking those cymbals while running from room to room.
I think this picture captured the excitement the best! You can see the thrill on his face and all the motion of his arms smeared with the bronze streak of the cymbals.
Fun fun fun!