Rocks and Flowers
I regularly find rocks around the house. I’m pretty sure Nicole has brought most of them into the house. One day I picked up her coat and noticed it was heavy–I found 8 rocks in the pockets. She picks them up on the way to and from the bus stop in the morning. 
Nicole’s favorite thing to do with her rocks is to give them a bath. She will announce that her rock needs a bath and then fill the bathroom sink with water. After washing the rock with hand soap and water she carefully dries it with a towel. One day she said her rock was hungry and requested some bread. She shared the bread with the rock, offering it a bite between each of her bites.
Charlotte has been bringing home flowers for me lately. They’re always tiny and have very short stems, but she is so excited to present them to me. Here is one that she gave me either today or yesterday:
I think it was less smashed when she gave it to me, but all the flowers she has been bringing have been about the same size–too small to even attempt to display or preserve in water.
Nicole and I are kindred spirits. There’s a rock on my work desk right now–I must have picked it up out of the grass last summer sometime. :)