Over the weekend, I took Joshua and Rebecca to a wonderful park near one of our town beaches. After running themselves ragged on the swings and various jungle gyms, we brought our bagged lunch over to the beach where there are lots of picnic tables. We ate turkey sandwiches and organic corn chips under the early Autumn sun, and enjoyed the beautiful 70 degree/no humidity weather.
Then we headed down to the water. There we found an endless supply of shells, rocks, twigs, and dried seaweed. We spent over an hour picking up "interesting" items, and throwing them as far as we could into the water. The kids loved this. They seemed to really enjoy the hunt for rocks and shells that looked unusual and interesting, and they especially loved winding up and throwing them as far as they could and seeing them splash into the Long Island Sou
nd. They are so accustomed to hearing "No!" when it comes to throwing rocks, but with a nearly empty beach and the wide open expanse of the open water, there was no danger and no reason they could not spend the entire day throwing rocks and shells (as long as they didn't throw them at each other, which Joshua came close to doing a couple of times).It's the simple things that are sometimes the most entertaining.
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