Rock was pretty excited to get a package from Washington with all the stuff that he forgot from our trip. Grandpa and Grammy threw in a few extra toys and treats, and Rock immediately brought me a package of matchbox cars. He hasn't stopped playing with them yet, but he did start whining if I didn't make the car sound with my mouth.
We found this park around the corner from our house with this roller slide thingie. Instead of a smooth surface, the slide is just a bunch of rollers put together. Rock can't get enough of this thing, and he basically runs laps the whole time we are there. He goes down the 'slide' and then runs around to the steps and climbs back up to the top and does it all over again. He gets pretty hot and sweaty, so a cool Gatorade really hits the spot.
He wore himself out quite a bit, just like those dogs that chase frisbees. When we got home he found the closest thing to a blanket and hunkered down for the evening.
His favorite activity with the rug is that he makes me roll up inside of it so that he can jump on me.
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