When we go for walks, Grady collects rocks. He'll keep them in his small hand. He'll admire them.
Eventually, I'll find them. In couches, or puzzle boxes, car seat cup holders, or lined up on the steps to the house.
It's these tiny memories I've been trying capture somehow. It's not easy because it seems like so small a thing. But I know those are the things I will miss the most.
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Wonder where he gets that from?
Momma loves rocks, Grady loves rock. Whodathunkit?
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We have rocks everywhere, too! Ava collects them. It's been going on for years. Rocks and flowers. Your post helped me better appreciate her obsession - thank you. Also, I LOVE the picture of Grady's hand holding his precious rocks...his little big boy hand and his fingernails...so sweet.
thank you thank you thank you thank you!!!
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