Tonight, after a lovely relaxing weekend, I made some story rocks.
I believe I first saw this on Pinterest. But last week I saw some at the artisans market.
The ones I saw there were lovely. Little works of art, brightly painted.
So I bought a bag of rocks at Michael's. They were 60% off. I already had the pen.
Tomorrow I shall try them out. Time will tell if anyone other than myself is interested in these.
Sunday, September 21, 2014
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Dear5 Judy, I never knew my grandmothers and one grandfather, the other gramps passen away when I was six, I remember him asking for me when I had hidden behind the halfglass door and him with his walkingstick ticking the dog, Cherie but called Shaddy, because the poor dog got in front of his feet. I must have been 4 but still reprimanded him: oetoe, Opa, mag niet Shaddy slaon. meaning Oh mind you, Gramps, should not beat Shaddy. That is about all, what I would have loved a Granny telling me familystories - and others too - with selfscrabbled pictures on stones. Like: and then baby Broer was born and picking up the stone that meant Broer. I hope your grandchildren will tell you many stories and ask for more pebbles. DM
This is an incredible idea. I'm going to pass it along to my daughter. I think her youngest might be stimulated to speech by telling rock stories!
What a great idea!! No littles ones to play it with yet. I need to save all your great play ideas : )
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