My son is a rockhound — someone who loves and collects rocks. I read a meme recently that perfectly summed up my existence as his parent: “You know what’s strange about having kids? All of a sudden there are rocks in every room in your house, and you don’t even take them back outside. You just leave them there. You just accept that now you have indoor rocks.”
Such focus and passion in one so young!
I have never heard of this term! I also love how you remind me that no one tells you parenting is a life full of rocks. Hahahah. Good stuff.
Awesome that he's a rock hound!!