i don’t know what my fascination is with rocks, but i collect them and this one is stolen. i had to have taken it on the last day i was in dominican republic.
i was near the outside entrance of the villa with my youngest nephew and my kid and noticed a bed of rocks. i said out loud, “oh, i have to take a rock back home,” and that’s when my 7 year old nephew put me on blast and said i couldn’t do that because it’s stealing.
sure, i felt bad for taking the rock after he said something, but at least it was at the villa where we stayed and that made it okay, right? i also felt bad that my nephew saw his auntie take something that didn’t belong to her. yes, i know it’s just a darn rock, but kids watch what we do and not what we say.
he could use this against me later and then i’ll really feel bad for throwing this rock at him. his mother tells me that he also collects rocks (i saw her take a rock from the beach that he may like) and i’m curious to know if he put a rock in his luggage to take home, (although he and his family are still there – going on a month – and yes, i’m jealous). i’ll have to call him when they get back to the states.