Rocks

Capri learned to skip them today.
I relearned it.
Rome's close.
Sable prefers splashing.

We've been working on this every time we're within view of a river, stream, creek or puddle for that matter.

We've thrown hundreds of rocks in search of a skip.

Today after MANY more unsuccessful attempts I picked up a very smooth, lovely, flat rock.

"This rock WILL skip" I said. "It's lucky."

Wouldn't you know, it did.

Then we were all on quests to find more lucky rocks.

Capri found one again, and again, and. . . again.

I got a 3 skipper.

"Find me a lucky rock, Mommy" said Rome "I need a lucky rock."

"Eh" said Sable.

"Papa will be so proud of me" said Capri.

She's right.