Last week Mikey had a hard day. He found two rocks while on a walk with his class. His teacher said he had to put them back. Later, he confessed that he took them anyway--he put them in his hoodie jacket pockets. Anyway, after his confession he had to take them back. I thought he was going to cry, because as he said, "you know how I feel about things, Mom."
So on the way home, we stopped at a place where it would be "legal" to get rocks. He picked out two, which are still riding in my trunk.
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