I forgot that in Michigan, you can count on it raining at least one or two full days each week, destroying the option to meander along the beach. The view of the sand from our front porch was completely drenched with puddles. We’re not used to that much rain here in the mountains.
We improvised in the entertainment department on those days.
We went to the children’s area in the mall and Nash chatted with all of his homedogs.
Blake tried on his uncle’s gigantic (and wrinkly) clothes.
Nash was tempted over and over to play with the gadgets on the sewing machine.
My mom made Blake a basket full of engaging activities that kept him occupied for hours. Each bag in the basket had its own activity.