Last year about this time, we took the family on a little road trip from Tacoma into the mountains of Rainier. On the way, was this beautiful area that had dead tree stump after dead tree stump. We decided to get out and stretch our legs. Our adventures usually begin in this very same way.
If you've kept up on Jeremy's wonderful blog site, you know that our boys enjoy throwing rocks. Any rocks, rocks of all sizes, shapes or colors. As long as there's water, it's a free for all rock throwing party! Rocks. Rocks. Oh, look more rocks. Well, as you can see from the picture, this area was full of rocks, water, and tree stumps. Jeremy is truthfully no different from the younger boys when it comes to the love affair with rock throwing.
He just uses bigger rocks, making bigger splashes. This particular day was a little slippery and muddy. "Hercules" was showing off his big muscles, throwing a 100 pound boulder, when he lost his footing, his foot settled in inches of mud. It lodged there, and when we finally retreived his shoe, it was caked with mud. Jeremy's shoe was a mess!
Unfortunately, we found out it is customary in "DeadTreeStumpville" to sacrifice the middle child in the family.
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