Beauty and the Bucket

Liam is always sharing things with us. He'll be drinking a glass of milk and he'll hold it out to me and ask, "Do you want some of my milk, Mom?" It's really sweet. He also brings me wildflowers he's picked all by himself, or, as was the case a few days ago, rocks he's picked all by himself. It turns out these weren't just any rocks -

"I found these beautiful rocks for you, Mom!" he said.

And he had! There was a bucket of pea gravel in the garage he had been sifting through. Most of the rocks were pretty unremarkable, but he had carefully chosen the shiniest, whitest ones just for me!