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Sticks and Stones

26 Jul

Tonight after work I was outside taking clothes in off the line when my daughter and grandson got home. He stayed outside with me while she unloaded her car. While we were outside he found a stick and walked around in the yard poking the ground and everything with his stick until he broke it in two.

No tears were shed when he broke it. He just picked up the other half and walked around to the side of the yard where the steps come down off the porch. He started using his sticks like drumsticks on the bottom step.

After drumming for a while he put his sticks down and headed to my garden. When he got there he was distracted by something up above.

When I looked up to see what he was pointing at I saw a flock of birds flying overhead. I’m not sure what kind they are but this was just a small portion of what flew overhead.

After the birds passed by Jack picked up some small stones from my garden and promptly trotted down to the lake. When he got to the shore he threw one stone in and then the other. He turned around and headed straight back to my garden for a second and later a third set of stones to throw in the lake until the mosquitoes drove us inside for the rest of the evening.

Who needs fancy store-bought toys when you’ve got sticks and stones?

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25 responses to “Sticks and Stones

  1. Joe

    July 26, 2011 at 6:05 am

    Excellent post and point!

     
    • flyinggma

      July 26, 2011 at 6:50 am

      Thanks Joe. Sometimes we need to be reminded by our younger but wiser friends and family that the simple things are best like enjoying a beautiful evening outside rather than a tv inside. Thanks for stopping by. I always love to hear from you. Jeanne

       
  2. Meanderer

    July 26, 2011 at 6:59 am

    How wonderful – and how true! When my children were younger, they often enjoyed playing with the cardboard box the toy came in rather than the toy!

     
    • flyinggma

      July 26, 2011 at 7:45 am

      Our home is filled with many toys that were purchased and quickly discarded for playing in the sandbox instead. Now all the toys seem to come with batteries so they can make sounds or talk to your child. I prefer plain old imagination instead.

       
  3. tedgriffith

    July 26, 2011 at 10:17 am

    How very true- the very best toys are those that must have imagination to work properly, the more the better! 🙂

     
    • flyinggma

      July 27, 2011 at 8:12 pm

      As a teacher, I love to see children’s imaginations at work or a nose in a book. I love to watch them learn something new for the first time.

       
  4. suitablefish

    July 26, 2011 at 11:33 am

    Sweet story. It would be so simple if when our stick broke we started playing drums and found some stones and made some waves. . . It was the kerpulnk I liked to hear tossing stones in the water, and – circles inside circles inside circles. That was something to count on. Lovely post.

     
  5. nrhatch

    July 26, 2011 at 1:43 pm

    Wonderful post and pics! Love your flowers too! They are gorgeous. 😀

     
    • flyinggma

      July 26, 2011 at 9:59 pm

      Thanks Nancy! We had a fun evening together outside. It was a really pleasant evening except the mosquitoes.

       
  6. pattisj

    July 26, 2011 at 7:04 pm

    That’s true. My first thought was, “That little fella knows how to entertain himself.” He’s so adorable!

     
    • flyinggma

      July 26, 2011 at 10:02 pm

      He loves to be outside as much as possible. His all time favorite thing to play with is a ball, any ball.

       
  7. planejaner

    July 27, 2011 at 1:07 pm

    How wonderful to be “distracted”, to take the time to focus on a child’s eye view of the world–finding purpose and joy in what is already readily available…

    we all have much to learn from a child’s joy and wonder in the world…

    blessings, Jeanne. Sweet post.

    jane

     
    • flyinggma

      July 27, 2011 at 8:14 pm

      How true Jane! My camera has become just that kind of distraction for me this year. A new way to look at old things and find joy in them, even winter.

       
  8. Booksphotographsandartwork

    July 27, 2011 at 3:26 pm

    I love that kind of play. It’s the best kind. My grandson isn’t a big fan of the outdoors. But who can blame him right now when it’s 90 something almost every day!!!!!

     
    • flyinggma

      July 27, 2011 at 8:15 pm

      It’s been in the 90’s here as well and the AC feels wonderful but even in the heat we like to get outside just not as much.

       
  9. harrisonjones

    July 27, 2011 at 4:27 pm

    I have got to get that boy an Atlanta Braves shirt :o)

     
    • flyinggma

      July 27, 2011 at 8:17 pm

      What? Not a Minnesota Twins fan? I imagine he will play some kind of ball game as he grows up. A ball, any ball is his favorite toy.

       
  10. writerwoman61

    July 28, 2011 at 6:59 pm

    Elise really loves throwing stones into water too, and cries when her parents make her stop!

    Sweet pictures, Jeanne!

    Wendy

     
    • flyinggma

      July 28, 2011 at 9:42 pm

      Jack loves to throw stones and my hubby likes to keep the beach area free of stones so quite a competition between the two.

       
  11. pearlsandprose

    July 29, 2011 at 8:49 am

    Exactly! My youngest loved playing with sticks and collecting stones. His older brother loved skipping stones on the water. Their all-time favorite toy was a big cardboard box.

    The photos of your grandson are always so wonderful, Jeanne.

     
  12. flyinggma

    July 29, 2011 at 9:53 am

    Thanks Carole. He is my favorite subject to photograph. I love watching his creativity with the things he picks up.

     
  13. brittany220

    August 9, 2011 at 1:04 am

    Nice pics! Looks like your grandson loves nature and being outside! That’s great!

     
    • flyinggma

      August 9, 2011 at 8:37 am

      He loves being outside. He greets me at the door when I come home from work and wants to go outside the minute I walk in the door.

       
  14. dhphotosite

    August 14, 2011 at 9:48 am

    Hear Hear !! When we were little we played with what was available. Cardboard boxes, rocks, sticks and climbing trees was our own playground. Mom didn’t care if we got dirty or wet… they invented soap!!

     
    • flyinggma

      August 14, 2011 at 11:22 am

      Just like when I was growing up. We spent more time outside than in and didn’t need batteries for our toys.

       

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