
“Inukshuk Mommy, that’s a big inukshuk.”
A little context for you? About four days ago we built some inukshuk by the front gate of our house. They are small things, around the kids knees in size. But we had a lot of fun making them together. And of course, we used flat stones that balance together and they are piled up…
So what made him remember the inukshuk today? We were walking through a cemetery today and he noticed one monument that was like stacked stones piled up. It reminded him of the inukshuk we had made, a really really big inukshuk.
