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This evening, Theo and I sat on the deck and played with rocks. Matt is putting in a beautiful new rock path in the back yard, made entirely of various sizes of small river stones, and to Theo, its like a dream come true. A whole bunch of rocks! To his amazing imagination, each rock is a different thing. Often they are different kinds of foods. Sometimes they are a phone, or a tissue, or a shaver or lo