Rock star

A boy and his rocks: inseparable. We have created a monster now with this new hobby. Luckily, allowing your small child to throw pebbles is not at all dangerous! I literally found them in his diaper later. I'm hoping it's not because he ate them.

But at least he's a good boy and helps clean up when playtime is over.

Grandma M. made some playdough for indoor fun when it rains. Because even though people in Michigan seem especially concerned with the amount of precipitation we must see in the Pacific Northwest, it does actually rain here too.

Daddy made a little Evey out of dough. We miss our pooch pooch.

Besides his rock obsession, Bean also spends hours pushing the cart around like it's his job. He's a focused little man.

When "work" is over, he relaxes by kicking a ball with Grandpa B.

In addition to spending lots of time with family while here in Michigan, we've also been able to sneak in a few moments with friends. Last night, Bean and I had dinner with Lora, whom I met on a TTC forum more than two years ago. It was so neat to meet her in person after going through parenthood together, from injections and IUIs to toddlerhood! She has a gorgeous, smiley, happy son who is about a month younger than Bean. And today, my high school friend Al stopped by for a visit with her two kiddos. Ella is such a big girl, and I could spend days tickling Nathan to hear his sweet giggle. Bean ruined all the pictures except this one.

We have been continued to be blessed with no more than one nightly wake-up by the Bean Man, as well as a decent nap schedule. Ahhhh, being well-rested on vacation! What a concept! All three of us are being so spoiled that we are definitely going to go through withdrawal next week when we are back home.