After every bath, we find a "brown rock" laying on the bathroom floor. Nobody has any idea where it came from, or how it got there. Mommy and Daddy will look at it and say "What is this brown rock doing here, and where is our Sweetie-Pie?" Oddly enough, sometimes the brown rock will talk. It will say, "Remember, you're supposed to throw the rock into the garbage!" And if we pick up the brown rock and move it somewhere, it will miraculously grow legs and run around. Bridget often looks at the brown rock and wonders what is going on.
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