We went on a walk down Cougar Creek. We had fun seeing the creek, the moss, and some bridges.
Dana put Magnus on a little island so he could throw rocks in the water. Ruth slipped in the mud and got dirty. Gideon mostly slept.
At one point, Dana picked some “special” rocks – one for Magnus and one for me. Magnus carried his most of the way back to the car, but then stuck the rock in his pocket. We stopped at a little beach and threw a few more rocks in before getting back in the car. Magnus bent down to pick up a new rock, and his special rock fell into his hand. I told him he might not want to throw that one in the river, but it was already too late. The moment it hit the water, though, Magnus realized his mistake and the look of alarm on his face is one we will never forget (but that we did not photograph). Dana saved the rock before any lasting emotional damage was done and we brought it home. It was a successful walk.
Maybe in celebration of saving his rock, Magnus started singing to it. Soon the rock became a guitar. It was awesome:
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