Pockets

Me: Two pacifiers (both needing sterilization), chapstick, kleenex, car keys, credit card, two Legos, and three bullet casings.

Ian: 64 cents, more bullet casings, Ross's Ipod, three rocks, and a stick.

Kellan: One bruised and long-dead earthworm.

I think the contents of our pockets reveal a lot about our personalities.

It's a sad fact that Ian and Kellan judge how cool I am by if I can ride a pedal bike or not. Maybe I sounded too eager to wow them, but they totally didn't believe me when I said I could.

I just went to a wedding over Memorial Day weekend. When I got back I asked my sweet little angels if they had missed me, and Ian said, "I don't miss you as much as I miss Joel's dog!" What sweetheart. He's going to wow many a date with those kinds of sentiments.