treasures

For Grace's third birthday, her Great Aunt Talli and Uncle Bob gave her a treasure box to store her collectables. For the most part she has filled it with rocks, but yesterday, while working in the yard with Craig, she found a femur of a dog. "Daddy, Daddy, I found a dog bone." Okay, so we don't really believe that she knew this was a bone from a dog skeleton. In her mind, it's like the dog bones she sees on her favorite cartoon, Clifford, the big red dog. Still Craig and I had a private laugh. Her treasures are rocks and bones. There's no question she's our kid.