Sticks and stones? There's nothing better!

Fischer and I went hiking over the weekend. He loves to be in the mountains, as do I. I'm not sure why we don't go more often... it is free! Anyway, the highlight of his day was throwing rocks into the streams and whacking things with sticks! In fact, lately Fischer is so interested in rocks that he collects them everywhere. He must pick up rocks in parking lots, on the side of the road, in our flower beds, everywhere. The other day while cleaning up the house after Fisch had gone to bed, I found 17 rocks in the family room, eight rocks lined up in front of the computer and one in the dryer!!

I tried to do a little photo shoot of him while we were hiking, but he was much more interested in exploring than posing. Go figure. He loved looking at the uprooted tree that had fallen over and inspecting the network of roots that had once been planted firmly into the ground. He also loved climbing onto and over every log, rock and stump in sight. He kept asking me when we were going to climb a mountain. "Umm... we are honey... this is it!!"

I think he wanted to scale an immense rock face or something. Next time we'll have to hike up to some sort of peak so that he can feel that he "climbed a mountain".