Sophia’s fascination with the world is growing by leaps and bounds. Now that things actually have names she can pronounce and remember, she often stops many times on walks, points at just about everything and says the name over and over. It is so wonderful to experience the world again through her innocent eyes. A flower is a great point of interest, whether it be a pesky weed, stately rose, or everyday daisy. Airplanes are magical, and she’ll stare at the sky, not only after the airplane flies out of sight but until the engine sound fades away. And while she’s looking up, she’ll point at the sky, say “sky!” excitedly. She’ll even say “blue” after you ask her what color it is. Every dog is named "Obi!" and every child is “Baby!!”, no matter if the child is older than her. But what fascinates Sophia the most are rocks….yes, rocks.
We’ll be walking along casually, and if there happens to be a rock on the ground, she’s at it like Obi to a squirrel. “Oooh, rock!!” she’ll squeal, picking it up twirling it round and round in her tiny hands. Sometimes, she’ll give it to me for safekeeping while she looks for more. Now, imagine what would happen if we walked by a field of rocks. Oh yeah, it would be like Christmas everyday. Sophia could probably spend hours sorting rocks if I allowed her. She’ll just sit herself down and play in her rocky world till the cows come home.
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