Cookie Sheet Surfing & Beans

On a sunny afternoon, I like to read my book in the sunshine with no interruptions–oops, I mean, foster my kids’ independent play and fine motor skills.  So one particularly beautiful day I busted out an old favorite, our box o’ beans, gave the kids some spoons, cupcake trays, constructions vehicles, cups, and divvied it all up on two cookie sheets.  For a while I–oops, I mean they–were very content.

They sorted and separated, shared and stole, fought and had fun, all on their own.  They used their imaginations and counted and fine motored to their hearts’ content.  I read my book.

They surfed.

These kids are VERMONTERS, people!  I can count the number of times they have been to the ocean on one hand, and there are no surfers in New England!  I couldn’t believe that they even understood what surfing was, let alone were aware enough to use their imaginations to pretend they were doing it!  Granted, Jason does have a surfboard tucked under our deck from our glory days in San Diego, but I think their understanding is more from books and TV than from any real-life application.  Jax did live in Cali for five months in my belly–maybe that California dreaming is in his blood.

It was all fun and games until Jax called to me, “Mom? Why is Em’s surfboard wet?” and I ran over to see that my little surfer girl had peed through the big girl underwear she had insisted on wearing after naptime.  I whipped her off the sheet, sprayed it with the hose, and then brought the “surfboards” inside for a good deep clean.  By JDubbs, of course.

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