Little Collections
I'm always finding little "collections" of things throughout the house. Legos. Rocks (they go back outside). And, Jackson's all-time favorite: "The world's smallest pencils." These are pencils that Jack has sharpened and whittled until there's barely anything left. Sometimes removing the erasers, so he can make them smaller.He's the artist in the family, so I'd like to think that he keeps them in his pocket for impromptu sketches. That would explain why most of these have gone through the washing machine. And for some, the dryer, too.
What do your children collect? (Or what do you collect?)
I should to a whole series on "You know you're getting old when ..." This happened to me again this morning. This time I was lowering the deck of the treadmill and sniffled simultaneously. I guess my body can't multi-task anymore. I could only run two miles today. The movement of my arms and the jarring of my neck hurt too bad to continue.
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Oh, Joe would say I collect cameras. I have many. I want more. Don't ask.
And stop hurting yourself!
So it's not just your kids!
Go ice & heat your neck (not at the same time, of course) and QUIT SNIFFLING!!! :-) Hope you feel better soon!
My 9 year old also has a little "secret" box hidden in his room full of twistie ties. He picks up a few every time we make a trip to the grocery as well as taking them off the bread in the pantry, etc. He only likes the the little paper covered wire ones and I'm not really sure what he is planning to do with them but I'm sure he's got big plans! :-)
zach has a collection. it's stored in a tackle box and we add to it occasionally....little odd pieces of metal, rocks, paper clips, tiny pencils, you name it. it's, ahem, interesting. (he took it for show and tell in kindergarten. it was sooo cute.) one of his favorite things to do is play collection. i swear that kid is going to be an inventor some day.
The sniffle/muscle pull makes me laugh - but I know my turn is coming!
Neck pains are a pain in the neck. Don't let it become chronic! Oh, well...I guess oldness is a chronic condition, isn't it. (not really)
Once I picked up his very heavy backpack and said, "what do you have in here, rocks?"
"Yes!" he giggled and sure enough, he had about six medium sized rocks in there, culled from the playground.