Boys and Rocks
June 30, 2008
Boys like rocks. They collect them. I find rocks in their pockets. I find them under the sofa and in the bathtub. I find rocks at the bottom of the hamper and I find them in my dryer. Thinking I might be able to contain the rock collection to a single spot, I gave my boys a nice mason jar to keep their special rocks in.
Boys also like to shake things. Especially if the shaking creates noise. Noise that is made by their special rocks klinkety-klanking around in their glass mason jar.
Just fyi, it doesn’t take a whole lotta klinkety-klank before a mason jar shatters.
I am a thirty-something wife and stay-at-home mom of 4 little children. My days are filled with playdates, storybooks and homework; naptime, diapers and laundry; boo-boos, boogers, wet kisses and warm hugs. There are crumbs on the floor, and sticky fingerprints on the windows. It is a time in my life that is very challenging, but there are moments that are like epiphanies in which I see very clearly just how beautiful my life is.
June 30, 2008 at 9:55 pm
Doh! Reminds me of Shannon at Rocks in My Dryer. Think of the lesson they learned. It’s a physical science lesson…
July 1, 2008 at 10:58 am
All good things for me to keep in mind as my one and only boy becomes more and more of a real boy every day. Not a “real” boy in a Pinocchio sort of way. You know what I mean.