Crystals

P is passionate about crystals. I vividly remember my mom receiving flowers when P was little(r). Lovely glass beads danced in the vase and P was mesmerized. He wanted them Sooo badly, but was still in the "everything in the mouth" stage. So we watched him like a hawk as he rolled and touched (and threw but did not swallow) the glowing spheres. He still has them two years later.

Since then there has been shiny pirate treasure aplenty in our house, starting with plastic, graduating to glass (once P entered his anti-plastic stage) and now, crystal. P has high hopes he will complete his collection with huge, real, diamonds ;)

So, on the way to the concert we stopped by a crystal shop. P was aglow surrounded by so many different crystals. He picked his way through the store, carefully selecting his favorites. Since then, he has kept close count of his new crystals, carting them everywhere. He loves to bury them in his beans with the great rocks from Uncle Seth and Aunt Alicia and then dig them out with BB and I. Sometimes, as in the video below, the large quartz crystal is much more than just a crystal :)