Rocks in his Pockets

The number one quality Flash looks for in an ensemble these days? Pockets. As many pockets as possible to be filled with rocks. It makes me happy to be finding rocks everywhere: in my own pockets upon arriving at work, falling out of the pockets of discarded clothing around the house, etc.

I think it's very sweet.

First complete sentence!

(By which I mean, the first one I heard, that wasn't a command such as "Mama, come," or "Sit here.")

This morning Flash said, "Mama, I hear train outside." I have heard him say, "train outside," many times before, but this goes beyond with a noun and a verb. Way to say it, little man!