Monday, September 22, 2008
Sweet Tobias has a thing for rocks - he picks them up where ever he wanders. He used to fuss that I wanted to throw them back outside - so I started to save them for him. Inevitably they are in his pockets and I wash his clothes finding the rocks in the bottom of my washer. I've saved them all and some day when he graduates from High School, I'll put them all in a jar to show. They are each individual, just like my children - each one has its own character, beauty and life. They also remind me of life's simplicity. Sigh....my sweet Tobias, always teaching me new things.
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