On our trip to Michigan in July, my mother-in-law gave us some of the outfits DH wore when he was just a little munchkin himself. On Saturday, we had fun playing dress up. Either Bean had an absolute blast, or he's already laughing at the clothes we used to wear.
Ever since we got the pooch, DH has been dying to see her swim. On Saturday, he finally got his wish. We went to the lake to take a walk and enjoy the beautiful weather, and Evey spotted some ducks in the water. She wasn't going to let those ferocious ducks threaten us, no sir. The good news is that she actually smelled better after the swim than before. The bad news is that we had driven my car to the lake that day. Bummer.
With the appearance of Bean's budding tooth, and perhaps its next door neighbor, he has refused all solid foods lately. The first bite elicits a horrible face, and any subsequent spoonfuls are met with a closed mouth and a turned head. The pictures below couldn't really capture his distaste. I didn't have my camera out for the projectile response to the green beans.