tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1193708121568514184.post2494428602516339867..comments2023-08-23T08:12:52.248-04:00Comments on Overthinking Everything: Cairns.Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08913449603878934813noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1193708121568514184.post-79017760135246999332010-04-09T19:36:37.111-04:002010-04-09T19:36:37.111-04:00I had a memory jar when Gage and Mercedes were lit...I had a memory jar when Gage and Mercedes were little. When we went for a walk or visisted some place, we picked up a rock or a pretty leaf and saved it in the jar. I had it for a few years until Mercedes decided to save some unknown item in it and it molded everything in it. It was so gross, I ended throwing it out. Thanks for your posting because it brought back that memory for me!Ackerman/Mejias Familyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01367886617320158913noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1193708121568514184.post-80643383570749899032010-04-07T12:54:26.769-04:002010-04-07T12:54:26.769-04:00My children liked the rocks in your yard...the one...My children liked the rocks in your yard...the ones that were so nicely outlining your flower beds. I tried to keep them out of them, but if a few were crooked it's probably their fault! So sorry.<br /><br />You aren't the only one who collects rocks from places you have gone. My parents were visiting a few years ago and we went to the ocean. My dad found rocks in the ocean and took them back to his grandkids...cheap sovenirs! They all still have their rocks too.Briannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15394398456750353802noreply@blogger.com