This morning Sam begged from the minute he woke up to go down to G-Ma's house to "play with the rocks." Lately, he has developed a real obsession with finding rocks and placing them in an order he finds appropriate. This is a definite trait from his Daddy who used to love collecting rocks as a little boy. So off we went to G-Ma's for Sam to hunt rocks.
Sam worked diligently finding rocks of different shapes and colors.
Jack chose to throw the rocks rather than collect them. He pelted himself in the head several times, but just kept throwing.
Both boys tried to move rocks a little too big and heavy.
And in the end, there was this masterpiece. My boys never cease to amaze me...a yard full of toys and yet another reminder to me that they'd rather play with the free "toys" in nature...rocks, sticks and dirt. Thanks for the reminder boys.
2 comments:
Sam,
I enjoyed picking up rocks with you. You are such a smart boy. I'm sure you're teaching Jack to be just as smart.
Love you,
MeMe
Who knew rocks could be genetic. Jody has a rock collection he had when he was about 5. I will find them and give them to Sam. Jody always had a lot of rocks in his pocket.
Love
G-Ma
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