Eleanor is nuts about rocks.
Taking a walk with her can drag on forever if you let her stop for all the rocks she wants to collect. On this particular walk, she filled the pockets of her shorts until her shorts were falling down. Then, she started handing rocks to her daddy, asking him to put them in his pocket for her. The rocks don't even have to be pretty or interesting; she's happy with gravel from a driveway. The girl just loves rocks.
Grant had to coax and prod her along to keep her moving. 
Sorry Jocelyn, it is hereditary... you have seen all my baskets of rocks, and pine cones, and sea shells, and twigs, and leaves, and bugs and.....
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