How I spent my Easter vacation.

Nate and I took Calvin to Illinois to visit my family for Easter. It was so much fun — I love being back home and spending time with my parents and sister. And it was pretty obvious Calvin does, too. Not surprising, since he got to do all kinds of fun stuff while we were there. In just three short days, he:

Discovered Nana's extensive collection of Tupperware and wooden spoons.














Accidentally called Houston when G-Pop wasn't looking.














Went out for Mexican food, where he was publicly humiliated
after dumping an entire glass of water all over himself (No, wait.
That was us.).


















Played on the train at the park with Daddy.














Laughed his head off over Nana's genius game (putting a bottle of rice on his head and letting it fall off). He loved it so much he started trying to put the bottle on his head himself.


































Snuggled with Auntie Jill.


















Watched everyone else eat hot dogs and cheese fries for dinner
(no fair!).














Tore through three of his five (!) Easter baskets.






























Laughed at G-Pop for wearing a matching shirt to church.


















Took his first real steps — toward Nana! (This is a placeholder photo, I didn't get a picture.)


















Went down the neighbor's slide, looking both terrified and delighted.


















Finally got comfortable enough with grass to sit and blow bubbles with Dad.














Spent far too much time crammed into his car seat.














It was a long ride there and back for my little guy (and us), but I think Calvin would agree that seeing Nana, G-Pop, Auntie Jill and Uncle Kyle was totally worth sitting in a pile of smashed goldfish crackers for 12+ hours.

And yes, the name G-Pop has somehow managed to stick.