Little Pile of Rocks

We went outside to blow bubbles today. We needed a break from packing, and living in a chaotic space, so we decided to brave the parking lot out our door, and go for a little walk while blowing bubbles, one of my girl's favorite things to do. We managed to get a very short walk to the mail boxes before Elise decided we needed to get back to our parking spaces in front of our apartment. There we had plenty of room to blow bubbles, and she could pop them. We did this for several minutes, but she eventually decided that there were other things to interest her. Namely rocks. She found little rocks, medium sized rocks, and even miniscule rocks. She would pick one up, show it to me, them put it together with her other rocks in a pile. Then she'd look around the parking space, find another rock, pick it up, show it to me, then she'd pick up the entire pile of rocks and move them so they could be together. Sometimes she'd drop one, and then re-discover it as though it were an entirely new rock to add to the pile. Occasionaly she'd get excited and want to throw a rock. While I don't think it could have done any damage (we're talking pebbles and smaller), I didn't want her thinking its okay to throw rocks (a lesson I learned as a child with siblings), so we had to establish that rule pretty early. She was okay with just collecting them and moving them around after that. All in all, she was sad to leave her rock pile when it was time to come inside. I didn't let her keep them in a safe pile for next time we go out (another lesson learned as a child with a sibling who had a passion for a certain rock....anybody remember Brianna and Bing?) What a fun day! Bubbles and collecting rocks. Anyone wanna come have a walk with us?