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Friday, June 6, 2008

Hauling Rocks

I've decided that I'm just not a gardener in any way. I don't like dirt, I don't like weeds, and honestly, I don't care that much about flowers. So this year, we're ripping out our flower beds and putting in rocks. You don't have to water, weed, or otherwise maintain rocks. Rocks are rocks without any outside influence. But, rocks can be expensive, so we're systematically moving them from an empty lot in our neighborhood into the back of our jeep and then into our dirt.

This process is quite an adventure for Adam, who loads up dump trucks full of the rocks and helps put them in the back of the jeep. Tuesday when we were getting a load, little Alex even helped. I laughed so hard when I saw him crawling through the dirt, one small rock clenched in his fat little fist. I wasn't sure he knew what he was doing until I saw him pull himself up using the bumper, and then he placed his treasure among all the other rocks in the back of the jeep. He then lowered himself down and crawled off to find another rock. I am just always amazed at how quickly a one year old can figure the world out.