Rocks!

Our neighbor has a rock bed. We spend a lot of time over there. And she just smiles.

One day we are throwing them into our yard. The next time we are throwing them back into her bed.

With a rock filled yard Tyler is in rock throwing heaven

The bubbles and rocks make for a VERY nice afternoon.....

If only it wasn't so COLD!

But all in all... we are all boy and we like to throw the rocks!!

The neighbor kids

So while the last post was the upper at how well Ty is doing here comes the DOWNWARD spiral we call the roller coaster. Though I am proud to say it didn't sting to bad.

Ty loves going outside. LOVES it. He would spend all day out there. He doesn't realize that he is freezing and his hands are falling off. He would stay out.

And stay out he does!

When he hears the kids up the street he RUNS to them. He does. He takes off and heads up the street. And he jumps in and he does what he can. And then he comes back.

Today Elle across the street saw Tyler out playing and she wanted to play with him. I was so excited. Elle talks for Tyler. Like her little buddy. Elle knows that talking is hard for him so she does it for him. It is REALLY cute. When other girl with Elle got bored she made Elle leave. And Ty was left to himself. With his rocks. Elle Came back later and said she forgot to hug him. Then she ran back to her house.

I wish so badly that he had a playmate. I wish he was "normal" enough to be sent out the door and to find a neighbor kid to play with that I don't have to stand outside like the mother translating his every word.

But alas. We were left alone blowing bubbles and throwing rocks.

Together!

The Loner

I often wonder what is going on the head of my 3 year old. There is no words that come out of his mouth ( at least not understandable ones) yet he has so much to say. He has an opinion of what he wants but can't tell me what it is. He even has ideas of what he wants to do but can't tell me.

But he can show me.

Since he has a mind of his own he sometimes gets to run the house. I try to let him have access to outside and he LOVES to open the door and to get in and out on his own. If he wants me to come with him he comes over and takes me by the hand and points and off we go.

On Thursday he was in one of those busy boy moods. He wanted outside. He wanted to play.

It got quiet as I was going about my mom business and this is what I saw :

Notice that he has on no shoes. Well he doesn't like shoes. And even though we have rocks ( and no grass, like everyone in Arizona) he doesn't seem to care.

An idea of how far he got out there :

Yep. He scooted on his little but and used his BARE FEET.

All so he could do this:

THROW ROCKS!

At the end of the day he gets to relax, eat some cheetos and sit in his chair.

All in the day of the lone rock thrower.