Throwing Muddy Stones into Icy Water

Last fall I wrote this post about taking The Bean to the Susquehanna River where we ended up in a fever of rock pitching.   During a recent cold weekend with too much time spent in the house, I suggested we bundle up our little man and take him to the now-icy river bank and try it again.

No need to give this child instructions.

    The minute we reached the river, he bent down
and picked up a muddy rock.

 

James began skipping flat stones
(Note he's wearing his Cifelli Hat to which he's added feathers)

Some things don't change with age.